Love, Truth, Beauty

Beauty’s bondservant to Truth

And Truth performs observances to Love

And Lord above all these bides Love unparalleled

Together three; present themselves a root conspiracy

Shoring all up

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There is no other firmament

Nor is there other ground

For stars and planets circling

To be going round and round

But yet ride this hub of Love

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And what’s forgot of Love

Provides of none good use

Lacks, does not intermeddle with,

Establishing of Truth

And holds no Beauty

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Ascendancy of Love enough exhibits Duty

The Truth of Doing beloved,

And Proof of Beauty

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Uplifts dead weight, lends lease to weary burdens;

Appoints life’s wait a Temple in a planted garden

With frieze; of painted entertainments, showering constancies,

Roses of colloquy dewy aglowing

With crowds of musing voices: sung out pearled polyphony

Ensample bending rigours

And softly to the senses meets here herbal garner

Entailing on a heart

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When featly Lord of Love declaims wherever

Spirit billows

And nature swells, to festival it grows 

Transforming drabness to unutterable Beauty

In lyrical graces plenty

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Though that death’s shade reign on us,

Scour our late latitudes

Past rascals, Calibans;

All teems amain, and seen still gleams full green

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Our life incumbent met inept,

A dream half-slept,

And ponderous as a handcart on a boggy journey;

Cares itemise swarmed wasps, underperforming daffs,

As we were arbiter, or a competent attorney;

Contrarily woes betake,

Classrooms for to pursue new every morning  

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