(Edward Rowland Sill)






Lost Love


BURY it, and sift
Dust upon its light,
Death must not be left,
To offend the sight.

Cover the old love
Weep not on the mound
Grass shall grow above,
Lilies spring around.

Can we fight the law,
Can our natures change
Half-way through withdraw
Other lives exchange?

You and I must do
As the world has done,
There is nothing new
Underneath the sun,

Fill the grave up full
Put the dead love by
Not that men are dull,
Not that women lie,

But 't is well and right
Safest, you will find
That the Out of Sight
Should be Out of Mind.






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