Beauty Undecked

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The grass mid sheen when wat'ry beäds
  O' dew do glitter on the meäds,
  An' thorns be bright when quiv'rèn studs
  O' raïn do hang upon their buds--
  As jewels be a-meäde by art
  To zet the plaïnest vo'k off smart.

  But sheäkèn ivy on its tree,
  An' low-bough'd laurel at our knee,
  Be bright all daÿ, without the gleäre,
  O' drops that duller leäves mid weär--
  As Jeäne is feäir to look upon
  In plaïnest gear that she can don.

© William Barnes