To A Wood-Violet Poem by John Bannister Tabb

To A Wood-Violet



In this secluded shrine,
O miracle of grace,
No mortal eye but mine
Hath looked upon thy face.

No shadow but mine own
Hath screened thee from the sight
Of Heaven, whose love alone
Hath led me to thy light.

Whereof - as shade to shade
Is wedded in the sun -
A moment's glance hath made
Our souls forever one.

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