• Tell me how many beads there are....

    In a silver chain,

    Of evening rain,

    In the December snow,

    And the diamond glow,

    In the burning tar,

    And threading the eye of a yellow star,

    In the seed’s womb,

    In the princess’s Tomb,

    In the yelling voice,

    In the mass-rejoice!

    Oh! Tell me how many beads there are...

    In a silver chain,

    Of evening rain,

    So many times do I love again!