It is a lonesome lovely day
I spend in what a blissful way!
There is a wholesome lonely feast
I find when nature is my only sight!
It will be troublesome loosely gay
I mind if such a day so soon goes away!

Never again shall I get another opportunity,
A feast, rare for the eyes to enjoy,
The beautiful colour changes of the sky before the day ends;
The gesture of God is sublimely generous
Simply beauty, beauty only and nothing else.