Dim Eden of delight,
In whom my heart springs upward like a palm;
Loving your morning strength, your evening calm,
Your star-inspired Night—
A sweeter breath blows upward from the sea,
Like a fresh hope from God's eternity;—
Latest and best, are you then coming?
In whom my heart springs upward like a palm;
Loving your morning strength, your evening calm,
Your star-inspired Night—
A sweeter breath blows upward from the sea,
Like a fresh hope from God's eternity;—
Latest and best, are you then coming?
Nay—shadow is not here;
Save of the rocks upon the gleaming sands,
And that which moves beside me with clasped hands,
Save of the rocks upon the gleaming sands,
And that which moves beside me with clasped hands,
