i?ve tasted gold of morning lights
drunk the wine of sunset nights
i have stood on mountain tops
and i have felt the water drop

i have gazed at antique paint
at thoughts in stone & shape displayed
i?ve dwelt on books on anything
and i have heard the mermaids sing

oh? i?ve sought for arts my heart might please
but never found a masterpiece
which matchless beauty makes me woo
like the fairest rose? which is you