Song lyrics

What are these things
That Thou art composed;
A flair of beauty seen
Sings every single ode.
Every single thing decants love
Purer as any single thing from above.
Everyone is composed of beauty
Fair to gaze and sense— sublimity.
But what is that thing Thou own
That everything for Thee disowns,
That all is surpassed
For all that lasts.
Copyright: Welkin Siskin