The lad I was I longer now <br />Nor am nor shall be evermore. <br />Spring's lovely blossoms from my brow <br />Have shed their petals on the floor. <br />Thou, Love, hast been my lord, thy shrine <br />Above all gods' best served by me. <br />Dear Love, could life again be mine <br />How bettered should that service be!<br /><br />Alan Seeger<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-an-epigram-of-clement-marot/
