To all love-struck verse, echo well.
No troubadour could mimic so well
The far-flung hopes our lines so tell.
To all love-struck verse, echo well.
Bless the kind muse, bless the bard.
Our goal, our aim, to draw
The heart to other hearts
That do play the part.
Bless the kind muse, bless the bard.
Love will follow Love, if it be true.
Lend not Love to repossess, be true
To your word, or the definition review.
Love will follow Love,
And if this be true
Then all love-struck verse
Will echo well with you.
Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 11:42 AM UTC
To all love-struck verse, echo well.
No troubadour could mimic so well
The far-flung hopes our lines so tell.
To all love-struck verse, echo well.
Bless the kind muse, bless the bard.
Our goal, our aim, to draw
The heart to other hearts
That do play the part.
Bless the kind muse, bless the bard.
Love will follow Love, if it be true.
Lend not Love to repossess, be true
To your word, or the definition review.
Love will follow Love,
And if this be true
Then all love-struck verse
Will echo well with you.
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