Write Always Thee

 

1                      No pen might transcribe, thy aspect explain-

2          Your beauty my pen will from writing abstain.

3          But the hands I rein; rein of heart is not mine,

4          Which write of thee still, if thee it still pine.

 

5                      O! The last verse these lines may be,

6          But my heart will of laud, write always thee;

7          Always will I seek to better expound

8          Beauty so common, yet so queerly profound.

 

9                      Ah! The stanza last, this one for thee is:

10        A form which from thou in passing took bliss.

11        Though passing, in mind- twilt’ never pass me,

12        And my heart will of laud, write always thee.