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.