“Love me, for I love you” — and answer me...

“Love me, for I love you” — and answer me,

“Love me, for I love you” — so shall we stand

As happy equals in the flowering land

Of love, that knows not a dividing sea.

Love builds the house on rock and not on sand,

Love laughs what while the winds rave desperately;

And who hath found love's citadel unmanned?

And who hath held in bonds love's liberty?

My heart's a coward though my words are brave —

We meet so seldom, yet we surely part

So often; there's a problem for your art!

Still I find comfort in his Book, who saith,

Though jealousy be cruel as the grave,

And death be strong, yet love is strong as death.