I Have Loved Hours at Sea
I have loved hours at sea, gray cities,
       &nbsp   The fragile secret of a flower,
Music, the making of a poem
       &nbsp   That gave me heaven for an hour;

First stars above a snowy hill,
       &nbsp   Voices of people kindly and wise,
And the great look of love, long hidden,
       &nbsp   Found at last in meeting eyes.

I have loved much and been loved deeply—
       &nbsp   Oh when my spirit's fire burns low,
Leave me the darkness and the stillness,
       &nbsp   I shall be tired and glad to go.