Analysis of Just A Woman

YOU ask me why I love her;
 Not a charm can you discover!
 Would you see
 The heart that a shut rose is,
 And whose beauty ne'er uncloses
 Save for me?  
  She is not rich or clever,
 But her speeches thrill me ever,
 And with bliss
 My heart her whisper flutters,
 Though the wisest word she utters
 Is a kiss.  
  All evil things have shunned her,
 And with a wide-eyed wonder
 Is she tasked,
 What lavish god has given
 In her earth so much of heaven
 All unasked?  
  She has no gifts or graces,
 But the gladness in her face is
 Sought of kings;
 She cannot chant a measure,
 But her heart with a grave pleasure
 Ever sings.  

Her gown is of the whitest
 But the hem is soiled the slightest:
 Little worth,
 She has no wings to fly with,
 And she prefers to hie with
 Me on earth.  
  There is no hint of heaven
 Or glimpse of deep thought even
 In her eyes;
 She is warm and she is human,
 Just a weak and wilful woman—
 Not too wise.  
  Her thousand beauties singing,
 I have not said how clinging
 Are her arms;
 But, not loved and not the lover
 Dare you ever hope discover
 Half her charms?