The day hath brought me here to find
The things that ought should fill my mind
And ne'er a thought but of this kind
What love hath taught leaves hatred blind
When words are caught and measure rhymed
Truth sees that naught his words entwined
With pen he sought to bring sublimed
Poetic thought and rhythm timed
A poem wrought from words he lined
Of love he's talked and truth defined
The things that ought should fill my mind
The day hath brought me here to find!