Classic Poem

O happy glow, O sun-bathed tree,
O golden-lighted river,
A love-gift has been given to me,
And which of you is giver?
I came upon you something sad,
Musing a mournful measure,
Now all my heart in me is glad
With a quick sense of pleasure.

I came upon you with a heart
Half sick of life's vexed story,
And now it grows of you a part,
Steep'd in your golden glory.

A smile into my heart has crept
And laughs through all my being;
New joy into my life has leapt,
A joy of only seeing!

O happy glow, O sun-bathed tree,
O golden-lighted river,
A love gift has been given to me,
And which of you is giver?