এই পাতাটির মুদ্রণ সংশোধন করা প্রয়োজন।
2 R } It is beauty never loved, And love that stands alone, It is song that lives unsung, And knowledge never known. It is death between two lives, And lull bet vecen tvivo stornns, The void whence rose creation, And that where it returns. To it the tear drop goes, To spread the smiling form. It is the Goal of life, And Peace-its only home
