Whence And How?

DID it come in the whispering breeze,
Or in dreams in the hush of night;
At the hour of declining day,
Or the first rising blush of light?

Did a fairy the message bear,
When no one of earth was near,
And brushing my locks away,
Gently whisper it in my ear?

Did a seraph on joyful wing
Come near me when wrapped in sleep,
And vision the secret sweet^___
Too sweet for me ever to keep?

Did the touch of an angel's wing
Fan the mists from before my eyes,
And permit me look on the one
Who will be my heart's richest prize?

'Tis a mystery whence it come,
And how the glad news became known;
This one thing I know^___I am lost in love,
And my heart is no longer its own.

^__J. M. Cavaness.

Poems by Two Brothers
A. A. B. Cavaness & J. M. Cavaness
(Chetopa: J. M. Cavaness and Son. 1896)
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