(Previous title 'To Beauty')
There is always scope for more to see
through thine holy eyen,
that this world brings forth in full abundance
every image unto my view,
that among stars is writ by love more bright;
but by love what is in my mind,
oft goes blurr'd from out of sight
what is still but a creation
of something that I think on thee,
which by thought is bound by more
than by beauty I can prove,
unless not in secret I confide
of what is writ thrice with holy dread by the majestic crown,
beside the glorious sun of our common affairs,
the bed of oak under the bolted sky.
(C) Naveed Khalid
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Date: Wednesday, April 17,2013 8: 15: 55 PM
Title Revised: From A Beauty To A Bait Fish To A Beauty Boticelli
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