woman's love.
And live and love, two souls, to heaven,
Although on earth one heart were given.
. . . If worldly care disturbs the mind,
And friends prove false, and fate unkind—
When all around is dark and drear,
With nought but woman's love to cheer,
Man still may bless the hand of fate,
And own earth is not desolate,
If woman's love, and woman's care,
Hush the wild voice of his despair.
Woman, whose heart can only know
A part of life's own care and woe;
Whose griefs, like shadows, pass away,
If love's own glance alluring stay—
The one dear source of all her joy,
Which, living on, bears no alloy.
Oh! this can make her days appear
One long bright smile, without a tear,
And give her heart that joyous tone,
That lives and lasts in love alone.
. . . Man will go forth the world's own child,
And many schemes careering wild,
Although on earth one heart were given.
. . . If worldly care disturbs the mind,
And friends prove false, and fate unkind—
When all around is dark and drear,
With nought but woman's love to cheer,
Man still may bless the hand of fate,
And own earth is not desolate,
If woman's love, and woman's care,
Hush the wild voice of his despair.
Woman, whose heart can only know
A part of life's own care and woe;
Whose griefs, like shadows, pass away,
If love's own glance alluring stay—
The one dear source of all her joy,
Which, living on, bears no alloy.
Oh! this can make her days appear
One long bright smile, without a tear,
And give her heart that joyous tone,
That lives and lasts in love alone.
. . . Man will go forth the world's own child,
And many schemes careering wild,
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