As Long As I Love Beauty I

Pleasure's A Moth, That Sleeps By Day And Dances By False Glare At Night; But Joy's A Butterfly, That Loves To Spread Its Wings In Nature's Light.

Yes, I Will Spend The Livelong Day With Nature In This Month Of May; And Sit Beneath The Trees, And Share My Bread With Birds Whose Homes Are There; While Cows Lie Down To Eat, And Sheep Stand To Their Necks In Grass So Deep; While Birds Do Sing With All Their Might, As Though They Felt The Earth In Flight.

What Sweet, What Happy Days Had I,when Dreams Made Time Eternity!

It Was The Rainbow Gave Thee Birth, And Left Thee All Her Lovely Hues.

I Cannot See The Short, White Curls Upon The Forehead Of An Ox, But What I See Them Dripping With That Poor Thing's Blood, And Hear The Ax; When I See Calves And Lambs, I See Them Led To Death; I See No Bird Or Rabbit Cross The Open Field But What A Sudden Shot Is Heard; A Shout That Tells Me Men Aim True, For Death Or Wound, Doth Chill Me Through.