Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman


 

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A touch of your hair, and my heart was furled; 
A drift of fragrance, and noon stood still; 
All of a sudden the fountain there 
Had something to whisper the sun on the hill.

Rose of the garden of God's desire, 

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Only the passionate years can prove 
With sorrow and rapture and toil and tears 
The right of the soul to the kingdom of love.