Whatever one loves most is beautiful.
The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! For the happy groom is near, Tall as Mars, and statelier, Hear the wedding song!
In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
Love, like a mountain-wind upon an oak, falling upon me, shakes me leaf and bough.
The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie.