One had a lovely face, and two or three had charm, but charm and face were in vain. Because the mountain grass cannot keep the form where the mountain hare has lain.
Many ingenious lovely things are gone / That seemed sheer miracle to the multitude...
Everything that's lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.
One had a lovely face, And two or three had charm, But charm and face were in vain. Because the mountain grass Cannot keep the form Where the mountain hare has lain.