WHAT THE EYES CAN NOT SEE
Hark now thy fairgoers I pray you hear
Of a plaited story of one’s trickery
Tis normal for thou to be filled with fear
For thine proof will be instilled with slippery
Sometimes the eyes deceive and shake the mind
And playeth thee song of an eternal trust
For what appears to be real can be blind
Once broken lacketh nothing but disgust
But can not one’s soul runneth deep with love
Will not thy mirror reflect changing time
For hath no faith in the heavens above
For thine own heart knowest complete divine
So let not thy eyes be blinded by thee
For what once was beforeth, now thy see
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