'Tis thy Spirit calls thee—come away! <br />I have sought thee through the weary day, <br />I have dived in the glassy stream for thee— <br />I have gone wherever a spirit might be: <br /> <br />In the earth, where di'monds hide, <br />In the deep, where pearls abide, <br />In the air, where rainbows, glancing gay, <br />Smile the tears of the sun away, <br /> <br />I have wandered; 'mid the starry zone, <br />Through a world by spirits only known, <br />Where 'tis bliss to sail in that balmy air; <br />But to me 'twas joyless till thou wert there. <br /> <br />I traced the footsteps of the fawn <br />As it bounded over the dewy lawn; <br />For the print it left was so light and fair, <br />I deem'd thy step had linger'd there. <br /> <br />I heard a sound of melody— <br />Sad and sweet as thy tender sigh; <br />'Twas the night-bird's tone, but it smote my ear, <br />For I thought thy own soft voice to hear. <br /> <br />I see a form—it is gliding on, <br />Like a cloud that sails in the sky alone, <br />And the stars gleam through its veil of white— <br />Oh! can it be aught of earth, so bright: <br />It beckons me on to my airy home— <br />My own lov'd spirit!—I come! I come!<br /><br />Louisa Stuart Costello<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spirit-s-song/
