~ Robert Southby



They sin who tell us Love can die.
With life all other passions fly ,
All others are but vanity .
In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell ,
Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ;
Earthly these passions of the Earth ,
They perish where they have their birth ;
But Love is indestructible .
Its holy flame for ever burneth,
From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth;
Too oft on Earth a troubled guest,
At times deceived, at times opprest,
It here is tried and purified,
Then hath in Heaven its perfect rest;
It soweth here with toil and care,
But the harvest time of Love is there.