Yes

MY SOUL is raying like a star, My heart is happier than a bird, And all to hear through fortune’s jar One promissory word. A sound as simple as the low Quick sliding gurgle of a rill, And yet with power to overflow A world with blissful will! I feel as though the very air Was breathen from the heart of Love, As Pleasure in the sun’s bright lair Sat brooding like a dove! A billow of the sunny sea, A cloudlet of the summer sky, How wide is their felicity— So widely blest am I! O Beauty, through one little word What boundless power is thine to bless! O Love, a seraph’s voice is heard In thy confiding “Yes!”