'God bless the darling Eva!' was my prayer. <br />A pure, unconscious depth of earnestness <br />Was in her eyes, so indescribable <br />You might as well the color of the air <br />Seek to daguerreotype, or to impress <br />A stain upon the river, whose first swell <br />Would swirl it to the deep. A calm, sweet soul, <br />Where Love's celestial saints and ministers <br />Did hold the earthly under such control <br />Virtue sprung up like daisies from the sod. <br />Oh, for one hour's sweet excellence like hers! <br />One hour of sinlessness, that never more <br />Can visit me this side the Silent Shore, <br />To stand, like her, serene, unblushing before God!<br /><br />Charles Sangster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eva-6/
