“I saw thee ne'er before;I see thee never more;But love, and help, and pain, beautiful one,Have made thee mine, till all my years are done.”

“Day by day, dear Lord,Of Thee three things I pray.To see Thee more clearly,Love Thee more dearly,Follow Thee more nearly,Day by day.”

“All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.”

“I love thee, I love but thee, With a love that shall not die Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old”

“Before, I loved thee as a brother, John,But now, I do respect thee as my soul.”

“I SEE thee better in the dark, I do not need a light. The love of thee a prism be Excelling violet. I see thee better for the yearsThat hunch themselves between, The miner’s lamp sufficient be To nullify the mine. And in the grave I see thee best— Its little panels be A-glow, all ruddy with the light I held so high for thee! What need of day to those whose dark Hath so surpassing sun, It seem it be continually At the meridian?”