Enchantment

You are as beautiful as white clouds

Flowing among bright stars at night:

You are as beautiful as pale clouds

Which the moon sets alight.

You are as lovely as golden stars

Which white clouds try to brush away:

You are as bright as golden stars

When they come out to play.

You are as glittering as those stairs

Of stone down which the blue brooks run:

You are as shining as sea-waves

All hastening to the sun.