Love gives every gift whereby we long to live
-Love takes every gift, and nothing back doth give.â?
Love unlocks the lips that else were ever dumb:
-Love locks up the lips whence all things good might come.â?
Love makes clear the eyes that else would never see:
-Love makes blind the eyes to all but me and thee.â?
Love turns life to joy till nought is left to gain:
-Love turns life to woe till hope is nought and vain.â?
Love, who changest all, change me nevermore!
-Love, who changest all, change my sorrow sore!â?
Love burns up the world to changeless heaven and blest,
-Love burns up the world to a void of all unrest.â?
And there we twain are left, and no more work we need:
-And I am left alone, and who my work shall heed?â?
Ah! I praise thee, Love, for utter joyance won!
-And is my praise nought worth for all my life undone?â?