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.