SIGNS OF THE HEART

Come to me, joys of heaven! Breathe through the summer air A balm—the long-lost leaven Dissolving death, despair! O little heart, To me thou art A sign that never can depart. Come to me, peace on earth! From out life's billowy sea,— A wave of welcome birth,— The Life that lives in Thee! O Love divine, This heart of Thine Is all I need to comfort mine. Come when the shadows fall, And night grows deeply dark; The barren brood, O call With song of morning lark; And from above, Dear heart of Love, Send us thy white-winged dove. Pleasant View, Concord, N. H., 1899.