Page:Roses in Rain, by Lilian Wooster Greaves, 1910.pdf/49

 Soon again I heard her sighing, Like an anguished spirit crying
 * To be loved again;

Saw her bring her costly treasure, Lay it with a tearful pleasure
 * On the sandy plain;

Heard her make her peace completely, Murmuring gratefully and sweetly,
 * Fully reconciled;

Smiling back to smiling heaven, Humbly glad to be forgiven,
 * Like a wayward child.

And the thoughts she seemed to teach me, In a dream they seemed to reach me,
 * Blending with my soul.

But my pen could ne’er portray them, ' And for lips of mine to say them Were beyond control.

I have seen a fleecy cloud-veil thrown across
 * a sky of blue,

Half concealing, half reavealing all its
 * wondrous glorious hue.

I have seen a radiant rainbow, emblem of
 * eternal peace,

Dip into the surging ocean till the strife was
 * fain to cease;