Shyness is the greatest jewel
Not of all but of one,
Whose comely countenance bewitches us
And sends us on the wings of fancy
Where sky is no limit
Under whose shade we breathe.
Masters are those whose hearts do not melt,
And who never do please,
In holiness of heart's affection;
Others are slaves of perennial spell,
Pondering on this mystic creation!
(Cite: Roy, Vijay Kumar. 'The Greatest Jewel.' Realm of Beauty and Truth. Authorspress,2016, p.35.)
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