A little of earth's beauty has been lost. Though difficult to estimate the cost, I believe the joys of which the poets sing Are tinged with hues of sadness and the spring
Not quite as bright in beauty as I knew When life rejoiced the loveliness of you And music filled the pages of my days. For love revealed the secret of the ways
Two souls by light possessed can recognize The oneness found again in rapture's eyes Beyond the unknown form, the present face. Persisting through the ages is Her Grace
That weds the world to realms of heaven-bliss And seals our lives with God's transforming kiss.
Poems Undated (1727)
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