They Have Found Each Other (From The Drama The King, Third Interlude)

Mute they wander,         Meeting yonder,     In the wondrous Spring new-born,     That though old as Time's first morn,     Brings fresh youth to all the living,     Now held fast, now far retreating,     But through hearts in oneness beating     Ever fullest bloom is giving.      Mute they wander. E'en the eye     Speaks no thought. For from on high     To their souls sweet strains have spoken     From the wide world's harmony,     Born of light, the darkness broken,     In the dawn of things to be.         Power crowned -         Earth around     Like a sun-song rolled the sound.      Mute they wander. Sweet strains ending -     Eye nor tongue dares yet the lending     Speech to thought.              But lo! quick blending,     All things speak! They sound and shimmer,     Bloom in fragrance, ring and glimmer,     Tint and tone combining, nearer,     Meet as one-with all their thinking     In one beauty, higher, clearer, -     Heaven itself to earth is sinking.     But in this great hour of trysting     Life is opened, its course brightened,     Growth eternal calls, enlisting     Every spirit-power heightened.