When such refinement thinks me of love’s might
Tis as black silken ravens touch the dawn
To believe in that which joy calls to light
And summon glory as they gently fawn.
Thus, speaking in simple truths that bind us
Although such love tis of mystery made
Giving credence to music glowing thus
That light from light in darkness t’will ne’er fade
For no man lends such pearls of wisdom bright
Nor can thy strength offend that which forgives
That all my grief tis the ransom of night
And love sheds the many where my heart lives
Ah! bravery tis but light a candle gives
Where storms rage onward and beauty outlives