Love's but to be had this way: <br />Reverent you must be with her, <br />Letting your heart night and day <br />Dreamy in her beauty stir. <br />God has set her to a tune <br />You may never match until, <br />Like the moonlight in the moon, <br />You with her own passion fill. <br />Is she worth this to you, worth <br />All that you can think or say — <br />The one flower of life on earth? <br />If not, put your dream away! <br />Close the portals of your speech, <br />Let not e'en a fancy stir, <br />If your rapture can but reach <br />To her beauty — not to her.<br /><br />Robert Crawford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-3-5/
