It is beautiful, the world, and life itself. I am glad I have lived.
Sometimes thou seem'st not as thyself alone, But as the meaning of all things that are.
You have been mine before - How long ago I may not know: But just when at that swallow's soar, your neck turned so, Some veil did fall, - I knew it all of yore.
Your eyes smile peace.
Love is the last relay and ultimate outposts of eternity.
The sea hath no king but God alone.