Poems (Linn)/Spoken Love
SPOKEN LOVE.
TELL me you love me,—once and yet again.Fear not my heart will ever weary growHearing the words. Too long I prayed to knowThe blest reverberation of that strain;The music of its flow is like the mainThat throbs and sings upon the waiting shore;We love its music ever more and moreWaking or sleeping, in our joy or pain.Almighty Love, that beats upon the soul,Flood in, and sing through all the caverns steep!Over hot, sandy wastes thy billows roll;Up the parched rocks, oh! let those breakers sweep!Till blessed, refreshed, earth welcomes thy control,Held in the grasp of the eternal deep!