Song Of Lovely Things

How many lovely things there be!
The ever-changing, restless sea;
The gracious, friendly, shady tree ;
And children laughing in their glee.

How many lovely things there are!
The glowing, beaming, friendly star,
The garden gate that stands ajar,
The sound of Church bells from afar.

How many lovely things I know!
Stories of lovers long ago,
and places where the lilies blow,
and children's voices sweet and low.

What lovely things have touched my heart—
See how the waves caress and part,
And watch pale Dawn from Night upstart
And slip into her mystic mart.

What lovely things my ears have heard:
The thrilling song of happy bird,
A horse by anxious lover spurred,
A toddler's sweetly lisped first word.

What lovely things my eyes have seen:
Snow-covered hills and fields of green,
And silks of wondrous weave and sheen—
And Baby's toothless smile serene !