secret passion hid
for fear of losing everything
within our hearts there dwell
look unto her stunning face
see wherein the beauty holds
her secrets and her shadows there
behind her shining eyes of gold
what loss can stand we now to bear
what great and unknown curse
here hath we yet been bestowed
we mock our savior's birth
listen as I say her name
loud, in whisper call
her beauty e'er hid from us well
let not the words be strong
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