Eureka!
“Eureka!” still “Eureka!” was my cry;
While Echo shouts of answering joyance sent,
As through the garden door, on mischief bent,
I flung myself upon the sward close by
The startled Kate, who sat with musing eye,
On some old poet’s charmful verse intent;
“Eureka? – what by such strange word is meant?”
“’I’ve found it,’ – yes; e’en that which thousands try,
And try in vain, to find within the pages
Aforetime written by the white-haired sages,
Or by long communings with present men,
Native or foreign, through life’s varied stages, -
Truth!” – “Where?” – “In woman’s lips.” – And kissing then
Kate’s lips, I laughing spake the word again.
“Eureka!” still “Eureka!” was my cry;
While Echo shouts of answering joyance sent,
As through the garden door, on mischief bent,
I flung myself upon the sward close by
The startled Kate, who sat with musing eye,
On some old poet’s charmful verse intent;
“Eureka? – what by such strange word is meant?”
“’I’ve found it,’ – yes; e’en that which thousands try,
And try in vain, to find within the pages
Aforetime written by the white-haired sages,
Or by long communings with present men,
Native or foreign, through life’s varied stages, -
Truth!” – “Where?” – “In woman’s lips.” – And kissing then
Kate’s lips, I laughing spake the word again.