How much are they deceived who vainly strive, <br />By jealous fears, to keep our flames alive? <br />Love's like a torch, which if secured from blasts, <br />Will faintlier burn; but then it longer lasts. <br />Exposed to storms of jealousy and doubt, <br />The blaze grows greater, but 'tis sooner out.<br /><br />William Walsh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-and-jealousy/
