<html xmlns:tei="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><body><h1 align="" class="head">Envoy</h1><div class="stanza"><p class="line">THY love is all about me like the loveliness</p><p class="line">Of Earth when she puts by the veiling of the snow</p><p class="line">And all her beauty of ploughed and fallow, ochre and red,</p><p class="line">Nourishes me anew. Thy love is all about me,</p><p class="line">More intimately near my spirit than the flesh</p><p class="line">Wherein I live and move and have my daily being. </p><p class="line">For only in the enabling presence of thy love</p><p class="line">I can become myself, that else with alien speech</p><p class="line">Hear myself strangely utter fancies foreign to me.</p><p class="line">Within thy love my spirit is confident, at home</p><p class="line">As I was never yet in mind or body of mine;</p><p class="line">For thou embracest me with that which is not strange </p><p class="line">To my imprisoned spirit, bewildered in the mesh</p><p class="line">Of this incomprehensible, this unfamiliar world,</p><p class="line">That by the magic of thy love is changed for me</p><p class="line">Into a welcoming presence, friendly and wonderful.</p></div></body></html> · Great War