Across the spaces wild and free, A heart responds to me. And over the treetops, over the hills, And down the valleys, from the sky, With echo-love which cannot die A joy comes back to me. Through woods, in mountains, flowers fair, I find your love and service rare, Which shows me beauty, faith and joy. Oh, yes—I know down halls of life Not only joys but pains and strife Come on and on, yet go again, While bliss does meet me when I fain Would look in dreams across the space And see the love-light in your face. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LACHIN Y GAIR by GEORGE GORDON BYRON PROGRESSIVE HEALTH by CARL DENNIS RELIGIO LAICI; OR, A LAYMAN'S FAITH by JOHN DRYDEN A FAREWELL TO TOBACCO by CHARLES LAMB THE CUMBERLAND by HERMAN MELVILLE MAY (1) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE MOUNT OF OLIVES, SELECTION by ANEIRIN RELIGIOUS ISOLATION, TO A REPUBLICAN FRIEND by MATTHEW ARNOLD |