WHERE found Love his yesterday?
When is Love’s to-morrow? say.
Love has only now.
We can swear it, we who stand
In Love’s present, hand in hand,
Thou and I, dear, I and thou.
By and by and Long ago;
Last month’s buds, next winter’s snow;
Love has only now.
Do we wot of rathe or sere
In Love’s boundless summer year,
Thou and I, dear, I and thou?
Suns that rose and suns to set;
Gone for ever and Not yet;
Love has always now.
Do we count by dawn and night,
Dwelling in Love’s perfect light,
Thou and I, dear, I and thou?
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