Shadows (Howe)/Song

​
SONG
IS it that I am poor in love?Nay, dear, unless it beMy poverty, forsooth, I prove By love for none but thee.
Is it through wealth of love that men Can see the first fires die,And give their hearts again, again? Then thrice a pauper I!
But since to thee I've given all That, rich or poor, was mine,I can abide whate'er befall The gift, dear, now 'tis thine.

This article is issued from Wikisource. The text is available under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 unless otherwise noted. Additional terms may apply for the media files.