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 Beyond all gems the rare Hath value therefore past compare; It shines, albeit of colour grey, Clear as a fair ethereal ray: And notes the part of them that live The solid life contemplative.

Some Council, decked in purple state The doth imitate: In the fair tint its face that decks 'Tis intertinged with golden specks: This is the perfect love, that knows Kindest return to sternest foes.

The azure comes between The brighter and the dimmer sheen: The ardour of whose varied ray Is changed with every changing day: The Angelic Life it brings to view Attempered with discretion due.

Last in the Holy City set With hue of glorious violet, Forth from the are rolled Sparks crimson-bright, and flames of gold: The humble heart it signifies That with its dying Master dies.