Exhausting every word of human speech,
I couldn’t find one suits your beauty true.
Not heav’nly Muses whom I did beseech
portrayed the sheer quintessence of fair you.
I sought through th’ works of Nature’s Architect:
from earthly creature to celestial shine.
No soul in stars from heaven’s vault I checked.
yet no terrestrial’s spirit’s so divine.
I turned to our Creator who restored
the sky with all the gems on earth but one.
Affused her soul to the last jew’l she stored,
she made her proudest art that second t’ none.
If I were God creating human race,
I’d too define perfection by your grace.
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