THEN.
I give thee treasures hour by hour,
That old-time princes asked in vain,
And pined for in their useless power,
Or died of passion's eager pain.
That old-time princes asked in vain,
And pined for in their useless power,
Or died of passion's eager pain.
I give thee love as God gives light,
Aside from merit or from prayer,
Rejoicing in its own delight,
And freer than the lavish air.
Aside from merit or from prayer,
Rejoicing in its own delight,
And freer than the lavish air.
I give thee prayers like jewels strung
On golden threads of hope and fear,
And tenderer thoughts than ever hung
In a sad angel's pitying tear.
On golden threads of hope and fear,
And tenderer thoughts than ever hung
In a sad angel's pitying tear.
As earth pours freely to the sea
Its thousand streams of wealth untold,
So flows my silent life to thee,
Glad that its very sands are gold.
Its thousand streams of wealth untold,
So flows my silent life to thee,
Glad that its very sands are gold.
