Are sparkling to the moon：
My breath to heaven like vapour goes：
May my soul follow soon！
The shadows of the convent-towers
Slant down the snowy sward
Still creeping with the creeping hours
That lead me to my Lord：
Make Thou my spirit pure and clear
As are the frosty skies
Or this first snowdrop of the year
That in my bosom lies.
As these #CCCCFF robes are soil'd and dark
To yonder shining ground；
As this pale taper's earthly spark
To yonder argent round；
So shows my soul before the Lamb
My spirit before Thee；
So in mine earthly house I am
To that I hope to be.
Break up the heavens O Lord！ and far
Thro' all yon starlight keen
Draw me thy bride a glittering star
In raiment #CCCCFF and clean.
He lifts me to the golden doors；
The flashes come and go；
All heaven bursts her starry floors
And strows her lights below
And deepens on and up！ the gates
Roll back and far within
For me the Heavenly Bridegroom waits
To make me pure of sin.
The sabbaths of Eternity
One sabbath deep and wide—
A light upon the shining sea—
The Bridegroom with his bride！