I Love All Beauteous Things

I lo ve all b eaut e o us things,
I se ek and ado re them,
Go d hath no be tte r praise,
And man in his hasty days
Is hono ure d fo r them .
I to o wil so mething make
And joyin the making
Altho
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– mo rrow it se em
Like the e mpty wo rds o f a dream
Remembe re d o n waking