When soul’s companion fails,

When flesh (that neighed once) ails,

When body shortens sails,

O soul, break through the netting

Of failing and forgetting,

See clearer for sun-setting;

See clearer, and be cheerly,

See thou the image clearly,

Love thou the image dearly.

For out of love and seeing

Beauty herself has being,

Beauty our queen;

Who with calm spirit guards us

And with dear love rewards us

In courts for ever green.