Poems (Elgee, 1907)/Suleima to her lover
SULEIMA TO HER LOVER.
FROM THE TURKISH.
And thou art it, Beloved! Voice and hand,
And eye and mouth, are but the angel band
Who minister around that highest throne—
Thy godlike heart. And there I reign supreme,
And choose, at will, the angel who I deem
Will sing the sweetest, words I love to hear—
That short, sweet song, whose echo clear
Will last throughout eternity:
"I love thee!
How I love thee!"