The voice that breathed o'er Eden, That earliest wedding day.
Time's waters will not ebb nor stay.
Sun of my soul! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near.
For as fire is kindled by fire, so is a poet's mind kindled by contact with a brother poet.
Give us grace to listen well.
Sweet is the smile of home; the mutual look when hearts are of each other sure.