W. C. Scully - IV lyrics

Love came to me full oft, and shwed his face And smiled and fled, Love whispered in the spring-- Called from his far-off secret dwelling-place-- And oft before mine eyes his gleaming wing Fluttered an instant. Oft so high he sate On peaks of snow, that all my breath was gone Before I reached him, and dispa**ionate Desire lay dead, and love of Love alone My heart held; yet, when Love did farthest seem, He silent stood beside me, and his form Was veiled; then, as awaking from a dream, I knew him suddenly, and, as the storm Shrouding the sun may break and disappear, The veil was rent, and lo! himself was here.