Time And Love

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Title:     Time And Love
Author: Ella Wheeler Wilcox [More Titles by Wilcox]

Time flies. The swift hours hurry by
And speed us on to untried ways;
New seasons ripen, perish, die,
And yet love stays.
The old, old love--like sweet, at first,
At last like bitter wine--
I know not if it blest or curst
Thy life and mine.

Time flies. In vain our prayers, our tears!
We cannot tempt him to delays;
Down to the past he bears the years,
And yet love stays.
Through changing task and varying dream
We hear the same refrain,
As one can hear a plaintive theme
Run through each strain.

Time flies. He steals our pulsing youth;
He robs us of our care-free days;
He takes away our trust and truth:
And yet love stays.
O Time! take love! When love is vain,
When all its best joys die--
When only its regrets remain--
Let love, too, fly.

[The end]
Ella Wheeler Wilcox's poem: Time And Love

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