But So Fair, She Takes The Breath

The Essence Of All Beauty, I Call Love.

And Lilies Are Still Lilies, Pulled By Smutty Hands, Though Spotted From Their White.

Eyes Of Gentianellas Azure, Staring, Winking At The Skies.

Love That Endures, From Life That Disappears!

The Charm, One Might Say The Genius, Of Memory Is That It Is Choosy, Chancy And Temperamental.