Vain are all names <br />To express what thou art, <br />Gem, rose, or morning-star, <br />Joy of my heart. <br />Still do the fond old words <br />Ring best and clearest <br />Thou art my love, my own, <br />Sweetest and dearest. <br /> <br />Every warm heart-beat chimes <br />These words to me; <br />Needless all others <br />Between me and thee. <br />In the deep silences <br />One voice thou hearest <br />'T is my heart calling thee <br />Sweetest and dearest.<br /><br />John Hay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sweetest-and-dearest/
