I have been greeted by long absent friends br and loved the starting pleasure in their eyes; br have known the silence as the singer ends, br holding the listeners dumb with ecstasies; br have filled my nostrils from the opening rose, br have shouted verse, exulting down the wind, br have gazed at moonlit water as it flows, br and morning mountains with the sun behind; br have felt the blessed ease that follows pain, br and heard great tides of music as they sweep; br have found lost infant memories again, br seen Heaven-visiting children fast asleep. br I summon up these joys, each one apart- br and I have held my love against my heart.