Love's Coming

QUIETLY as rosebuds   
 Talk to thin air,   
Love came so lightly   
 I knew not he was there.   
  
Quietly as lovers           
 Creep at the middle noon,   
Softly as players tremble   
 In the tears of a tune;   
  
Quietly as lilies   
 Their faint vows declare,           
Came the shy pilgrim:   
 I knew not he was there.   
  
Quietly as tears fall   
 On a warm sin,   
Softly as griefs call           
 In a violin;   
  
Without hail or tempest,   
 Blue sword or flame,   
Love came so lightly   
 I knew not that he came.