RECOGNITION.

Now in the chambers of my heart is day, And form and order. A most sacred guest Is come therein, and at his high behest Beauty and Light, who his calm glance obey, Flew to prepare them for his regal sway. Now solitude I seek, which once, possessed, I fled; now, solitude to me is blessed, Wherein I hearken Love's mysterious lay, And hold with thee communion in my heart. That thou art beautiful, thou who art mine— That with thy beauty, Beauty's soul divine Has filled my soul, I muse upon apart. In the blue dome of Heaven's eternity, Rising I seem upborne by thoughts of thee.