Fair faces come again,
As at sunsetting
The Stars without number;
Or as dreams dreamed in vain
To a heart forgetting
Come back with slumber.
Love covered both mine eyes
In a sweet twilight
With his two hands folded;
Foolish to be mol wise,
In the light of thy light
See as my soul did!
Love, that, seeing all,
Sweetly dost cover
The eyes of thy loved ones,
Let me no more recall
The dim hours over
And the one face loved once!
But, having long been blind,
To behold those graces
I have lot with love now,
Let me behold and find
If all fair faces
In the world are enough now!
