As dew leaves the cobweb lightly Threaded with stars, Scattering jewels on the fence And the pasture bars;
As dawn leaves the dry grass bright And the tangled weeds Bearing a rainbow gem On each of their seeds;
So has your love, my lover, Fresh as the dawn, Made me a shining road To travel on, Set every common sight Of tree or stone Delicately alight For me alone.
