text:  No sound from Nature ever stirs But Love's sweet voice is heard with hers! Bold Wisdom with her sunlit eye Retreats when love comes whispering by-- For Wisdom's weak to love! To victor stern or monarch proud Imperial Wisdom never bow'd The knee she bows to Love! Who through the steep and starry sky Goes onward to the gods on high Before thee hero-brave? Who halves for thee the land of Heaven; Who shows thy heart Elysium given Through the flame-rended Grave? Below if we were blind to Love Say should we soar o'er Death above? Would the weak soul did Love forsake her E'er gain the wing to seek the Maker? Love only Love can guide the creature Up to the Father-fount of Nature; What were the soul did Love forsake her? Love guides the Mortal to the Maker! Blessed through love are the Gods above-- Through love like a God may man be: Heavenlier through love is the heaven above Through love like a heaven earth can be! [14] "The World was sad the garden was a wild And Man the Hermit sigh'd--till Woman smiled