English poem
Third Opal
by George Parsons Lathrop (1851–1898)
He won her love; and so this opal sings With all its tints in maze, that seem to quake And leap in light, as if its heart would break:
Gleam of the sea, Translucent air, Where every leaf alive with glee Glows in the sun without shadow of grief-- You speak of spring, When earth takes wing And sunlight, sunlight is everywhere! Radiant life, Face so fair-- Crowned with the gracious glory of wife-- Your glance lights all this happy day, Your tender glow And murmurs low Make miracle, miracle, everywhere.
Earth takes wing With birds--do I care Whether of sorrow or joy they sing? No; for they make not my life nor destroy! My soul awakes At a smile that breaks In sun; and sunlight is everywhere!