GUERDON
Reading edition
Upon the white cheek of the Cherub Year I saw a tear. Alas! I murmured, that the Year should borrow So soon a sorrow. Just then the sunlight fell with sudden flame: The tear became A wondrous diamond sparkling in the light— A beauteous sight.
Upon my soul there fell such woeful loss, I said, “The Cross Is grievous for a life as young as mine.” Just then, like wine, God’s sunlight shone from His high Heavens down; And lo! a crown Gleamed in the place of what I thought a burden— My sorrow’s guerdon.