Scrupulous desire and a pompous niche.
For love, hath beauty! Your eyes remark a sullen tinge.
I see the blue pervasive white, above mine eyes.
Celestial, it lowly seems, to live a lonesome lie.
Sagacious eyes brood over you upon time.
Darken your orbs love, sharpen their iron wreath.
For I see through you, the shine hath wrought defeat.