The fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean; The winds of heaven mix forever With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In another's being mingle--
Why not I with thine?
See, the mountains kiss high heaven, And the waves clasp one another; No sister flower could be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea;-- What are all these kissings worth, If thou kiss not me?
