Page:The Unconquered Air, Coates, 1912.djvu/26

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HOW WONDERFUL IS LOVE!

Not music when it wells
From the enchanted fairy-haunted dells
Where, shrined mid thorn and vine—
An ecstasy apart,
Drawn from the life-blood of a yearning heart—
The nightingale pours forth forever
The rapture and the pain, that naught can sever,
Of love which mortal is, yet knows itself divine!