A year ago to-day, love, for the space
Of a brief sudden moment, richly fraught
With deeper meaning than our light hearts thought,
You held my hand and looked into the face
Which, poor in gifts, has since by God’s good grace
Grown dear to you;—and the full year has brought
Friendship—and love—and marriage; yet has taught
My heart to call you in its sacred place
Still by the earliest name; for you who are
My lover and my husband, and who bring
Heaven close around me, will not let me cling
To that near heaven; but tempt my soul afar
By your ideals for me; till life end,
My calm, dispassionate, sincerest friend.