A
poem by H J Harris to M L Moores, during their courtship.
Beneath the
wide expanse of heaven
One angel
fair my heart adores,
The
greatest blessing to me given,
And her
sweet name is Mabel Moores.
Had I a
poet’s pen I'd write
Of all her
charms and wonderous grace
Or, with a
seraph's tongue recite
The
matchless beauty of her face.
Let others
chant their songs 0f joy
And by
those songs their talents prove
My perfect
bliss without alloy
Is to enjoy
my sweetheart’s love.
She treads
not in Dame Fashion's way
Nor with
the gay delights to meet,
But where
she goes there love shall stay
And flowers
blossom at her feet.
In life’s
more lowly path she walks,
Love's
pleasure that can never cloy,
And
bringeth gladness as she talks
In notes of
kindliness and joy.
The sky
seems of a clearer blue,
The meadows
wear a brighter green,
And
friendships seem more dear and true
And life
filled with a peace serene.
A greater
hope I have in life,
And fonder
thoughts my memory stores,
I am the
braver for the strife
Since I
have known Miss Mabel Moores.
Sweet
guardian angel of my bliss
Wh0se
charms pass all my power to tell,
The gift I
offer her is this -
A beating
heart that loves thee well.
My heart, I
pray thee count as thine
And let me
prize such love as yours
That makes
a human heart divine,
And fills
each day with golden hours.
H. J.
Harris
(From
a book of copied verse by Helena L. Moores, "Boxmoor", Atbara Road,
Teddington, June. 6, 1907.)
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