To Sorrow

" Sorrow is my joy"

Beautifull Sorrow in thy silence thou
Art more then beautifull — not charms of youth
A rosey skin or lily painted brow
Can match thy looks thou beautiful in truth
Rebeccas faith warm with the love of Ruth
Leave heavens sunshine on thy thoughtfull brow
Thou beautifull of sorrow & of truth
Hideing no secret sin no broken vow
While in thy raven hair white snow drops glow.
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