I cannot build thee temples to the sky Or palaces of gold and amethyst, In timeless realms a greater destiny Anoints thy flame-white soul by godhead kissed
And all my hanging sorrows are as nought To that which in thee touched my growing days. I witnessed thy heroic battle fought Against the foe who on the body preys
And honour thee in flowers we have grown, In gardens of exceeding loveliness And know thee kindred spirit as my own, No day shall pass without thy smile's impress.
Reveal immortal one the way of light, My grief to joy transform, to dawn my night.
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