Of all words ever said before, br Of all the knowledge known, br Of all the theories held before, br And all that I've been shown; br Of everywhere I've been before, br Of all the actions made, br Of all the sights I've seen before br Throughout the sunlit day; br Of all beauty ever made before, br Of all wingéd creatures high, br Of all the music ever played before br Beneath the nighttime sky; br Of all tales ever told before, br Of all the treasures found, br Of all the ancient kings of yore br Who rest buried underground; br Of all the souls conceived before, br Of all ideas of mind, br Of all the dreams I've dreamed before br And all else of that kind; br Of all the verses made before, br Of all that I could be, br Of all prayers ever prayed before, br On land, in air or sea; br Of all the angels in the heavens, br Their feathered wings unfurled; br Of all the harmonies of God, br And all life in this world - br br The loss of all such precious things; br The death of all else too, br Would be a minor trifling br Compared to losing you.