MERCY HARVEY

For Beauty's sake I weep, Because my love is beautiful, I came upon her lying asleep Within a bower sweet and cool. The tall trees intertwined And made a bower for my love, With green shrubs nestling there behind, And a blue strip of sky above. For Beauty's sake I grieve, That Beauty soon must fade and die, As lilac blossoms fall, nor leave One ghostly fragrance lingering nigh. For Beauty's sake I strive For one long moment's raptured bliss To hold her in her form alive And give her one impassioned kiss. For her own sake she dies, Nor leaves behind one memory; The light out of the western skies Is gone, and thou art gone from me.