It is the common wonder of all men, how among so many millions of
faces there should be none read more

It is the common wonder of all men, how among so many millions of
faces there should be none alike.

There is a garden in her face,
Where roses and white lilies blow;
A heavenly paradise is read more

There is a garden in her face,
Where roses and white lilies blow;
A heavenly paradise is that place,
Wherein all pleasant fruits do grow.
There cherries grow that none may buy,
Till cherry ripe themselves do cry.

Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace
The day's disasters in his morning face.

Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace
The day's disasters in his morning face.

And to his eye
There was but one beloved face on earth,
And that was shining on read more

And to his eye
There was but one beloved face on earth,
And that was shining on him.

How some they have died, and some they have left me,
And some are taken from me; all are read more

How some they have died, and some they have left me,
And some are taken from me; all are departed;
All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

The face the index of a feeling mind.

The face the index of a feeling mind.

In her face excuse
Came prologue, and apology too prompt.

In her face excuse
Came prologue, and apology too prompt.

A face to lose youth for, to occupy age
With the dream of, meet death with.

A face to lose youth for, to occupy age
With the dream of, meet death with.

With faces like dead lovers who died true.

With faces like dead lovers who died true.