Poems (E. L. F.)/Love's doubts and fears
LOVE'S DOUBTS AND FEARS,
Ah! well we know that love is givenNo perfect durance this side heaven;For ever some brief doubt or fearWill bring the sigh and leave the tear.
The smile that fondness gives to-day,To-morrow's doubting wears away—That lovely glance may brightly shineOn hearts susceptible as thine.
That voice, so sweet in every tone,Is its dear softness all thine own?Or are there other hearts that liveOn the felt rapture it can give?
And are those lips, those hands, those eyes,For ever thine exclusive prize? Doth nothing earthly weigh 'gainst theeIn boundless love's security?
Such are the doubts and fears that greetAll those who sigh at Cupid's feet;There is no cure for love's deep spell,But there's a palliate—Marry well.