All My Life Long I Heard The Step Of Some One I Would Know, Break Softly In Upon My Days And Lightly Come And Go. A Foot So Brisk I Said Must Bear A Heart That's Clean And Clear; If That Companion Blithe Would Come, I Should Be Happy Here. But Though I Waited Long And Well, He Never Came At All, I Grew Aweary Of The Void, Even Of The Light Foot-Fall. From Loneliness To Loneliness I Felt My Spirit Grope - At Last I Knew The Uttermost, The Loneliness Of Hope. And Just Upon The Border Land, Where Flesh And Spirit Part, I Knew The Secret Foot-Fall Was The Beating Of My Heart.