Take love when love is given, But never think to find it A sure escape from sorrow Or a complete repose.

A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love; The world is waiting for the spring.

It is enough for me by day To walk the same bright earth with him; Enough that over us by night The same great roof of stars is dim. I do not hope to bind the wind Or set a fetter on the sea -- It is enough to feel his love Blow by like music over me.

It is my heart that makes my songs, not I.

Love in my heart is a cry forever Lost as the swallow's flight, Seeking for you and never, never Stilled by the stars at night

I saw above a sea of hills A solitary planet shine, And there was no one, near or far, to keep the world from being mine.

How many million Aprils came before I ever knew how white a cherry bough could be, a bed of squills, how blue And many a dancing April when life is done with me, will lift the blue flame of the flower and the white flame of the tree Oh burn me with your beauty then, oh hurt me tree and flower, lest in the end death try to take even this glistening hour.