THE MELODY OF LOVE.
Oh! breathe again thine answer to the stars.
The woodbine turns to listen to thy voice;
The subtle beauty of such love as ours
Makes every living thing rejoice.
Blending sweet heaven with our earthly love,
Locked in each other’s arms, our prayers to God
Rise from our souls unto his throne above
In gratitude, sweet gratitude to Him.
Oh! breathe again thine answer to the stars.
The nightingale doth listen in the grove
To music sweeter than the breath of flowers,
Unto the melody of love.
Holy as triumphs of an angel hand,
Strained heart to heart, for love is God’s command,
Mute in the fulness of our joy, we stand
In gratitude, sweet gratitude to Him.