The poem
ALL the morn a spirit gay Breathes within my heart a rhyme, ’Tis but hide and seek we play In and out the courts of time.
Fairy lover, when my feet Through the tangled woodland go, ’Tis thy sunny fingers fleet Fleck the fire dews to and fro.
In the moonlight grows a smile Mid its rays of dusty pearl— ’Tis but hide and seek the while, As some frolic boy and girl.
When I fade into the deep Some mysterious radiance showers From the jewel-heart of sleep Through the veil of darkened hours.
Where the ring of twilight gleams Round the sanctuary wrought, Whispers haunt me—in my dreams We are one yet know it not.
Some for beauty follow long Flying traces; some there be Seek thee only for a song: I to lose myself in thee.