To me, a pilgrim on that journey bound <br />Whose stations Beauty's bright examples are, <br />As of a silken city famed afar <br />Over the sands for wealth and holy ground, <br />Came the report of one -- a woman crowned <br />With all perfection, blemishless and high, <br />As the full moon amid the moonlit sky, <br />With the world's praise and wonder clad around. <br />And I who held this notion of success: <br />To leave no form of Nature's loveliness <br />Unworshipped, if glad eyes have access there, -- <br />Beyond all earthly bounds have made my goal <br />To find where that sweet shrine is and extol <br />The hand that triumphed in a work so fair.<br /><br />Alan Seeger<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-vii-5/
