Ah, Love! <br />Perjured, false, treacherous Love! <br />Enemy <br />Of all that mankind may not rue! <br />Most untrue <br />To him who keeps most faith with thee. <br />Woe is me! <br />The falcon has the eyes of the dove. <br />Ah, Love! <br />Perjured, false, treacherous Love! <br />Thy deceits <br />Give us clearly to comprehend, <br />Whither tend <br />All thy pleasures, all thy sweets! <br />They are cheats, <br />Thorns below and flowers above. <br />Ah, Love! <br />Perjured, false, treacherous Love!<br /><br />Henry Wadsworth Longfellow<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-from-the-spanish/
