Something I’ve found on my way
Through earth to-day;
Something of value untold,
Brighter than gold;
Something more fair than the tint
Of morning glint;
Something more sweet than the song
Of feathered throng;
Something that lovelier glows
Than queenly rose;
Something more sparkling by far
Than yon bright star;
Something I cherish—how well?
Words cannot tell.
Something—Oh, can you not guess?
Then I confess.
Some one has said ‘Love is blind;’
Yet do I find,
Deep in the heart of my Love,
My Treasure-Trove!