With gentlest wisdom in far-seeing eyes,
Ripened for life by knowing Paradise.
THREE WORLDS.
WITHIN three worlds my Sorrow dwells;
Each made her own by heavenly right;
And one is sadly sweet and fair,
And one is bright beyond compare,
With gentlest wisdom in far-seeing eyes,
Ripened for life by knowing Paradise.
WITHIN three worlds my Sorrow dwells;
Each made her own by heavenly right;
And one is sadly sweet and fair,
And one is bright beyond compare,