Shall any gazer see with mortal eyes, Or any searcher know by mortal mind; Veil upon veil will lift but there must be Veil upon veil behind.
Not a piece of architecture, as other buildings are, but the proud passions of an emperor's love wrought in living stones.
Early violets blue and white Dying for their love of light.
Like threads of silver seen through crystal beads Let love through good deeds show.
Sweetest smile is made saddest tear-drop!
Almond blossom, sent to teach us That the spring days soon will reach us.