Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Beloved, my Beloved... (Sonnet 20) lyrics
[Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Beloved, my Beloved... Sonnet 20 lyrics]
That thou wast in the world a year ago
What time I sate alone here in the snow
And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink
No moment at thy voice but, link by link
Went counting all my chains, as if that so
They never could fall off at any blow
Struck by thy possible hand why, thus I drink
Of life's great cup of wonder! Wonderful
Never to feel thee thrill the day or night
With personal act or speech, nor ever cull
Some prescience of thee with
The blossoms white
Thou sawest growing! Atheists are as dull
Who cannot guess God's presence out of sight