Heart O' Beauty (Fiona Macleod)

... O lift again thy white hands, Heart o’ Beauty,
Heart o’ Beauty!

Harp to the white waves on the yellow sands,
Heart o’ Beauty!

They will hearken now to these waving wans,
To the magin wands of thy white hands,
Heart o’ Beauty!

From the white dawn till the grey dusk,
Heart o’ Beauty!

I hear the unseen waves of unseen strands,
Heart o’ Beauty!

I see the sun rise and set over shadowy lands,
But never, never thy white hands, thy white hands,

Heart o’ Beauty!

-- from “Heart o’ Beauty,” Fiona Macleod, From the Hills of Dream