O LOVE, let us part now! <br />Ours is the tremulous, low-spoken vow, <br />Ours is the spell of meeting hands and eyes. <br />The first, involuntary, sacred kiss <br />Still on our lips in benediction lies. <br />O Love, be wise! <br />Love at its best is worth no more than this-- <br />Let us part now! <br /> <br /> <br />O Love, let us part now! <br />Ere yet the roses wither on my brow, <br />Ere yet the lilies wither in your breast, <br />Ere the implacable hour shall flower to bear <br />The seeds of deathless anguish and unrest. <br />To part is best. <br />Between us still the drawn sword flameth fair-- <br />Let us part now!<br /><br />Edith Nesbit<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/entreaty-3/
