Robert Seymour Bridges (Роберт Сеймур Бриджес)

Shorter Poems. Book IV. 2. “My spirit sang all day”

My spirit sang all day
  O my joy.
Nothing my tongue could say,
  Only My joy!

My heart an echo caught—
  O my joy—
And spake, Tell me thy thought,
  Hide not thy joy.

My eyes gan peer around,—
  O my joy—
What beauty hast thou found?
  Shew us thy joy.

My jealous ears grew whist;—
  O my joy—
Music from heaven is’t,
  Sent for our joy?

She also came and heard;
  O my joy,
What, said she, is this word?
  What is thy joy?

And I replied, O see,
  O my joy,
’Tis thee, I cried, ’tis thee:
  Thou art my joy.

1. Shorter Poems. Book IV. 21. “The Birds That Sing on Autumn Eves”
2. Shorter Poems. Book II. 8. Spring. Ode I
3. Shorter Poems. Book III. 1. “O My Vague Desires!”
4. Shorter Poems. Book V. 13. “A Song of My Heart, as the Sun Peered o’er the Sea”
5. Shorter Poems. Book II. 12. Morning Hymn

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