Charles Harpur

MY SOUL is raying like a star,
    My heart is happier than a bird,
And all because, through fortune’s jar,
    I hear one little word.

I feel as if all life and might
    Had started on a loftier course,
As if all passion and delight
    Were deepened at the source.

I feel as if the very air
    Was breathed from out the heart of love,
And in my heart, still rapture rare,
    Sat brooding like a dove.

O beauty! Even through a word
    What powers are thine to raise and bless!
O love! A seraph’s voice is heard
    In thy confiding Yes!

Love is God’s messenger divine,
    And nature, tending up to God,
Shall breathe His clear air pure and fine
    Whatever love hath trod.

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