Will you be there? my yearning heart has cried: Ah me, my love, my love, shall I be there, To sit down in your glory and to share Your gladness, glowing as a virgin bride? Or will another dearer, fairer-eyed, Sit nigher to you in your j ubilee; And mindful one of other will you be Borne higher and higher on joy's ebbless tide? — Yea, if I love I will not grudge you this: I too shall float upon that heavenly sea And sing my joyful praises without ache; Your overflow of joy shall gladden me, My whole heart shall sing praises for your sake And find its own fulfilment in your bliss. Christina Rossetti