Angel of Spring
"O welcome pure-eyed Faith,
white handed Hope!
Thou hovering angel girt
with golden wings
The golden moments in the stream
of life rush past us,
and we see nothing but sand.
I count myself happy
for my soul remembers thee.
When pain and anguish wring the brow,
a ministering angel art thou.
Though the architects of fate declare
--- that my life is wasted,
Thy love remains true
for all time.
Thine love embraces me
And thine wings herald me
solace.
With thee, I would love to live.
With thee, I would be willing to die.
I love thee with the passage of time
My dear good angel of spring,
my angel, my friend."