Classic Poem

Why seek for love beyond the sky,
In stars that swim through space?
Behold! sweet love is very nigh,
And very close his face.
On purple fells, by forest-wells,
By our blue ocean's side,
Love lives and smiles, and dreams and dwells;
He lords it far and wide.

Not in the shining distant space
Where faint star-clusters gleam
Does Love reveal his sovereign face, —
Nay, here he loves to dream.
Our dim old earth can hear his mirth
Through forest-arches ring;
Aye, English lake and Scottish firth
Have heard Love's red lips sing!

But most of all, O love of mine,
Does Love reveal through thee
His look superb, his touch divine,
His matchless sovereignty.
All stars may die in depths of sky,
All dreams fade even as flowers,
Earth will be heaven if thou art nigh:
Why search, when heaven is ours?