She that I love 1988

She that I love,
Of heavens must be,
Brighter than Sun, and deeper than sea.
Then pain beheld,
Oh, stinging burr,
With her alone, and lonely for Her.
All of my love,
She could not see,
I needing Her, and she needing Me.
My love for Her,
Stifled by pride,
Rendered to friendship, weeps inside.
She that I loved,
Of heavens should’ been,
Was fate stolen, and given to him.