Louis Lavater - ON A BOOK OF SONNETS lyrics

A book of sonnets! Here are letters taken From life's illuminated alphabet; Some in a grey ground, some in scarlet set; Some in a dust of starry spangles shaken From midnight skies. Others there be that waken To a strange life of their own (and so forget The hand's cunning that made them) stranger yet Than any lived since Eden was forsaken. Here is a crystal, here a star, a flower, And here a voice like a great organ-tone, That shapes itself, that shines, unveils a face Fair as a face in dreams, that in its hour Makes wondrous music; each living its own Life, perfect, with inimitable grace.