Geniuses of countless nations
Have told their memorable phrases
Are common as golden rod or daisies
Their girls have glimmered like the moon
Or shimmered like a summer noon,
Stood like lily,fled like fawn
Now the sunset,now the dawn
Here the princes in the tower
There the sweet forbidden flower
Darling ,when I look at you
Every aged phrase is new
And there are moments when it seems
I've married one of Shakespeare's dreams