Where beauty comes to light through praising eyes,
Assails the soul and leaves on poet’s breath,
Condensing yet into his quiet lines
To persevere beyond mere mortal death;
So may your elegance bide on in rhyme
To incandesce in minds of those who read
And dream that once there was a place and time
That such a matchless beauty walked and breathed.
Of virtue you engraced—who dares to write
Where judgement of sheer worth rides on a pen,
And to that challenge who bestows the right
That paltry verse proud legacy attend?
O may the grace of God now guide this hand
That here in ink, immortal worth e’re stand.

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