And in Life's noisiest hour, There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee, The heart's @3Self-solace,@1 and soliloquy. You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within; And to the leading Love-throb in the Heart Thro' all my being all my pulses beat. You lie in all my many Thoughts, like Light Like the fair Light of Dawn, or summer-Eve On rippling Stream, or cloud-reflecting Lake. And looking to the Heaven, that bends above you How oft I bless the Lot, that made me love you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE'S CAUTION by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TRULY GREAT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES SMALL BEGINNINGS by CHARLES MACKAY COLUMBUS AT THE CONVENT [JULY, 1491] by JOHN TOWNSEND TROWBRIDGE THE GYPSIES [OR, GIPSIES] by HENRY HOWARTH BASHFORD THE ZONNEBEKE ROAD by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |