I give thee what is most my own - A Dedication by Francis William Bourdillon

The night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; Yet the light of the bright world dies With the dying sun. The mind has a thousand eyes, And the heart but one: Yet the light of a whole life dies When love is done.

The night has a thousand eyes,And the day but one;Yet the light of the bright world dies,With the dying sun.

The night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one;Yet the light of the bright world dies, With the dying sun. The mind has a thousand eyes, And the heart but one;Yet the light of a whole life dies, When love is done.

The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies,
With the dying sun.

The mind has a thousand eyes. And the heart but one; Yet the life of a whole life dies When love is done.