2010.01.19 Tuesday
Tell me, true love
Tell me, true love, where shall I seek thy being?
In thoughts or words, on vows or promise-making?
In reasons, looks, or passions never seeking?
In men on earth or women's minds partaking?
Thou canst not die; and therefore, living, tell me
Where is thy seat? Why doth this age expel thee?
O fairest mind, enriched with Love's residing,
Retain the best, in hearts let some seed fall;
Instead of weeds Love's fruits may have abiding;
At harvest you shall reap increase of all.
O happy Love! more happy man that finds thee!
Most happy saint that keeps, restores, unbinds thee!
