I found the most expensive frames Of rosewood, ebony, and gold, With all the famous makers' names Inscribed, remembrances to hold.
And then one day a simple base Among the ornate and refined I bought to hold the treasured face That smiled so gently on mankind.
A soul transcending boundaries Whose loveliness the heart retains Cannot be held by frame or frieze Nor even in our sacred fanes
Emplaced, surpassing sky and sea, A vision of eternity.
For Mary Helen
Poems Undated (1727)
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