MYRIAD Roses, unregretted, perish in their vernal bloom, That the essence of their sweetness @3once@1 your Beauty may perfume. Myriad Veins of richest life-blood empty for their priceless worth, To exalt @3one@1 Will imperial over spacious realms of earth. Myriad Hearts are pained and broken that @3one@1 Poet may be taught To discern the shapes of passion and describe them as he ought. Myriad Minds of heavenly temper pass as passes moon or star, That @3one@1 philosophic Spirit may ascend the solar car. Sacrifice and Self-devotion hallow earth and fill the skies, And the meanest Life is sacred whence the highest may arise. |