Beauty, more than bitterness Makes the heart break.
Oh, beauty, are you not enough? Why am I crying after love?
Oh who can tell the range of joy or set the bounds of beauty?
Oh, is it not enough to be Here with this beauty over me? My throat should ache with praise, and I Should kneel in joy beneath the sky. Oh, beauty are you not enough?
If I am peaceful, I shall see Beauty's face continually; Feeding on her wine and bread I shall be wholly comforted, For she can make one day for me Rich as my lost eternity.