Sonnet

BECAUSE your thoughts have made my flowers more fair,

My sun more golden and my heaven more blue,

Have made me feel that Nature still is true

Beneath the hostile frown she oft doth wear;

Because your song has taught my lips to sing

With gladness, that were dumb; because your heart

Divined the secret of life’s highest Art—

Beauty is touch of cloud in everything—

Because your faith has raised me from the cares

Of blackest Doubt to Hope’s all radiant beams,

Revealed the truth of all my fading dreams,

Inspired my loves and purified my prayers;

Because your trust in man’s divinity

Has saved my soul, I give my all to thee.