  I have loved Beauty. I have seen the sun Flash snowy mountain tops to shimmer of gold; I have heard songs where little waters run Chiming with music that the stars have rolled. I have loved Beauty. I have seen the sea Fringe with its silver all the golden shore; Have heard it crooning music ceaselessly To ancient tunes frayed from the tempest's roar. I have loved Beauty. I have seen a smile Shine from sweet eyes, fair as the sea's own blue, Whose magic lashes seemed to lift awhile To send a kindly comrade spirit through. I have loved Beauty. But nor sun nor sea Nor stars have charactered God's chiefest grace; Beyond all other things there beacons me The star-led pilgrim courage of your face. |
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