I met her only once yet know That beauty is as spirits go, From other worlds they come to us Soaring high and dipping low,
Low enough to touch our eyes! O loveliness of soul surprise My blinded view with inner sight That I may see where heaven lies
Beyond this world's peripheries. Or is heaven in these earthly skies These waters teeming with a light, This soil of human destinies?
Poems Undated (1727)
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