O Precious Love

O Precious Love, might you eye right my heart
You’d see, not thirsting, throbbing flesh for thee,
But great wide wings out-spreading far apart,
More stronger than strong waves upon the sea,
Far mightier than the mighty mountains stand,
And I fleet soaring bird for your command.
Command me sing, and stranger stars will hear
Day-notes, sweet, o’er-leap them in their sphere;
Command me fan, I’ll fan undying springs
For thy life’s breath. Then tell me be a man,
And I will clasp my arms that would be wings
Around this happy planet you, began
When I did wander, hidden from your sight,
Now shined to me a world that is pure light!

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