Herbert Howells: My eyes for beauty pines

My eyes for beauty pine, my soul for Goddes grace, no other care no hope is mine, to heaven I turn my face. One splendour thence is shed from all the stars above; ‘tis named when God’s name is said, ‘tis love, ‘tis heavenly love. And every gentle heart that burns with true desire is lit from eyes that mirror part of that celestial fire. (Robert Bridges)