Oh wondrous light, enrapturing my eyes,
Reflecting from her sweet and gentle form;
Do you deceive and trick me with your lies,
To break my heart, and leave my soul forlorn?
No maiden now, or e'er has looked so fair,
Her warm soft skin, her eyes begot with jewels,
Her countenance refined beyond compare,
Oh wondrous light, you take us all for fools!
Should I believe the image you portray,
This beauty on the canvas of my mind?
Her portrait ever hung on proud display,
Where I alone can ever hope to find;
        If she could see her light the way I do,
        She'd know my love for her is always true