Show Thee As I Thought Thee When I Early Sought Thee, Omen-Scouting, All Undoubting Love Alone Had Wrought Thee - Wrought Thee For My Pleasure, Planned Thee As A Measure For Expounding And Resounding Glad Things That Men Treasure. O For But A Moment Of That Old Endowment - Light To Gaily See Thy Daily Irised Embowment! But Such Re-Adorning Time Forbids With Scorning - Makes Me See Things Cease To Be Things They Were In My Morning. Fad'St Thou, Glow-Forsaken, Darkness-Overtaken! Thy First Sweetness, Radiance, Meetness, None Shall Re-Awaken. Why Not Sempiternal Thou And I? Our Vernal Brightness Keeping, Time Outleaping; Passed The Hodiernal!