by Luis G. Dato
How could you love some stranger in my place
Who loves you not as I have loved more dear,
Could you have heart to hold another near,
The mem’ry of my worship to efface?
Could you endure the future days to face,
Live from the orbit of my love’s fond sphere,
And cast away remembrance, shed no tear,
Withold from love its all-ennobling grace?
Dearly beloved, forget me not and never,
Remember me whose love is past excelling,
Let none attempt and seek our bonds to sever,
Love is not love which needs of words the telling,
Long have I loved since seeing in your eyes
The warm, bright wonder of your Paradise.
