English poem
Iii
by Josephine Preston Peabody (1874–1922)
(And our eyes were opened; eyes that had been holden. And I saw the world, and the fruits thereof. And I saw their glories, scarlet-stained and golden, All a crumbled dust beneath the feet of Love. And I saw their dreams, all of nothing worth; But a path for Love, for Him to walk above, And I saw new heaven, and new earth.)