Bride of the Dove is she; and thou, her spouse,
Shalt guard her for her Spouse.” Whereat I woke,
Astonished: and to find, upon the morrow,
That one of the rods had budded in the night—
Budded and blossom’d; and that rod was mine!
SINGS:
Though the dream brought me peace, there is mystery still:
But in time He will solve it, the Lord of my love.
’Tis enough that I know I am wedding His will—
Beheld in this maiden, the “Bride of the Dove.”