BEFORE SUNSET

Love's twilight wanes in heaven above,

On earth ere twilight reigns:

Ere fear may feel the chill thereof,

Love's twilight wanes.

Ere yet the insatiate heart complains

‘ Too much, and scarce enough,’

The lip so late athirst refrains.

Soft on the neck of either dove

Love's hands let slip the reins:

And while we look for light of love

Love's twilight wanes.