The World And Thee

The moon cannot outshine thee;
The winds cannot outwine thee;
The light of the stars
And the symphony's bars
Thy grace doth leave behind thee.

The sun cannot outglow thee;
The earth would fain to know thee;
The blooms and flowers
Know thy beauty's powers,
For the rose cannot outgrow thee.

Silver cannot outgleam thee;
Gold cannot outbeam thee;
And the sky and the fire
Are of thy desire,
For heaven cannot outdream thee.