Opals (Custance)/Comforted
Comforted
Welcome fruit-ripening, flower-enfolding days,
Girt round about and aureoled with light;
Sun-glorified, you shine so strangely bright,
I cannot choose but stay to sing your praise,
Though she hath come through dark and bitter ways
My weary soul, and sorrow's lampless night
Hath shut all helpful solace from her sight,
And jarred with sudden tears her tuneful lays!
Girt round about and aureoled with light;
Sun-glorified, you shine so strangely bright,
I cannot choose but stay to sing your praise,
Though she hath come through dark and bitter ways
My weary soul, and sorrow's lampless night
Hath shut all helpful solace from her sight,
And jarred with sudden tears her tuneful lays!
But she hath seen the singing spring-tide swoon
Into full fragrant summer flushed with heat!
And, seeing, could no longer silent stand.
Now, in her sky Hope sets a silver moon
And melody binds up her bleeding feet,
And loveliness walks with her hand in hand!
Into full fragrant summer flushed with heat!
And, seeing, could no longer silent stand.
Now, in her sky Hope sets a silver moon
And melody binds up her bleeding feet,
And loveliness walks with her hand in hand!