I'm looking for the face I had, before the world was made.
Think where man's glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.
Everything in nature is resurrection.
Who dreamed that beauty passes like a dream?
Wine enters through the mouth, Love, the eyes. I raise the glass to my mouth, I look at you, I sigh.
I gave what other women gave That stepped out of their clothes But when this soul, its body off Naked to naked goes, He it has found shall find therein What none other knows.