Thursday, October 6, 2011

There Comes A Day When Love...

I found this poem in a novel by Grace Livingston Hill, called Lone Point. I've been looking for the author, but cannot find who it is.

There comes a day when Love, that lies asleep,
The fairest island in the mighty deep,
Wakes on our sight;
There do we stay awhile; but soon again
We trim our sails to seek the open main;
And now, whatever winds and waves betide,
Two friendly ships are sailing side by side.
In port of Love 'twas happy to abide,
But, oh! Love's sea is very deep and wide.


Anonymous said...

I don't know the author, but this poem is on a commercial marriage certificate for my great grandparents who were married in 1886. The print has the following under the poem: Published by B. D. Hayes & Co., Warren, O[hio]. On the other side of the print is The Werner Company, Akron, O[hio]. Maybe you can use this information to do a little research.

River Glorious said...

Thank you kindly for the information. :)