Have seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills
Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain:
I have seen the lady April bringing in the daffodils,
Bringing the springing grass and the soft warm April rain.
I have heard the song of the blossoms and the old chant of the sea,
And seen strange lands from under the arched white sails of ships;
But the loveliest things of beauty God ever has showed to me
Are her voice, her hair, her eyes, her enormous heart and soul, her laugh,
The way she moves her hands when she speaks,
And the dear red curve of her lips.
– John Masefield (adapted)
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