O Love's heart, sing, sing!
That ageless melody-
That angel's song-
My soul doth long to hear 't!
His voice amid the mid-night stirs-
What once was fell, and fallen
Behold! 't is risen, doubtless fair!
My Love did such, for lowly me.
Love begets love, and love
Shies away from me now, hiding-
Leaving me cold and bereft-
-like night without stars-
O that my Love would'st return to me!