My favourite poem is called My Beautiful Lady. It's by relatively unheard-of Pre-Raphealite founding Brother, Thomas Woolner, sculptor and poet. I love it for many reasons and have found various stanzas appropriate for sermon illustration in the past. The feel of the poem seems not to sit too far away from the impressions made by Song of Songs. The thoughtful and articulate expressions of affection the writer evokes for his beautiful lady, could be just as endearingly used by a Christian in praise of the Lord Jesus. There is one particularly astute section, where the lover in question dotes upon the name of his love. Something I'm sure all Christians will be able to resonate with. Because, how the man feels about his beautiful lady's name, is how Christians feel about the sweet sound of Jesus' name. Woolner writes: "My Lady's name, when I hear strangers use, Not meaning her, sounds to me lax misuse; I love none but My Lady's name; Maud, Grace, Rose, Marian,