So grew her glory in our sight,
Till in her face we saw love’s light,
“Love’s light in hers, like flame on flame—
Yea, very Love in presence came,
Between the fires of moon and sun
He stood, like dawn ere night begun.
“Clear-aureoled his golden head,
His eyes our burning hearts well read,
And in the sanctuary of my soul
I won of love the golden goal.”