Now more the bliss of love is felt

Now more the bliss of love is felt,
Though felt to be the same;
'Tis still our lives in one to melt,
Within love's sacred flame:

Each other's joy each to impart,
Each other's grief to share;
To look into each other's heart,
And find all solace there:

To lay the head upon one breast,
To press one answering hand,
To feel through all the soul's unrest,
One soul to understand;

To go into the teeming world,
The striving and the heat,
With knowledge of one tent unfurl'd
To welcome weary feet:

A shadow in a weary land,
Where men as wanderers roam:
A shadow where a rock doth stand--
The shadow of a Home.