(By Lilian Whiting.)
I love you, love you! only this
I have to say;
All other visions, hopes and dreams
Must go their way.
Your lightest word outweighs for me
The universe beside;
My thought responds to all your own
As ocean’s tide
Unfailingly leaps up to meet
The moon’s sure call;
Or as the stars in evening skies
Must shine for all.
Life is no longer drift and dream,
But vivified;
And all its radiance, all its faiths,
Are multiplied.
Music and magic lay their spell
Upon the days
That dawn in rose and wane in gold
And purple haze.
O wondrous spirit-call that came
From out the air
To make all life forevermore
Divinely fair.
—Harper’s Bazaar.