There's a love that only lives While the cheek is fresh and red; There's a love that only thrives Where the pleasure feast is spread. It burneth sweet and strong, And it sings a merry theme, But the incense and the song Pass like flies upon the stream. It cometh with the ray, And it goeth with the cloud, And quite forgets to-day What yesterday it vowed. Oh, Love! Love! Love! Is an easy chain to wear, When many idols meet our faith, And all we serve are fair. But there's a love that keeps A constant watch-fire light, With a flame that never sleeps Through the longest winter night. It is not always wise, And it is not always blest, For it bringeth tearful eyes, And loads a sighing breast. A fairer lot hath he, Who loves awhile, then goes Like the linnet from the tree, Or the wild bee from the rose. Oh, Love! Love! Love! Soon makes the hair turn gray, Where only one fills all the heart, And that one's far away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VANTAGE POINT by ROBERT FROST THE SCRIBE by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THE BRIDGE BUILDER by WILL ALLEN DROMGOOLE WINTER SONG by LUDWIG HENRICH CHRISTOPH HOLTY TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 2: 7. TO THE BODY by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE |