" No more now with jealous complaining"

By Robert Laurence Binyon

No more now with jealous complaining

Shall you be vext; nor I with fears

Torture my heart: my heart is secure now,

And laughs at follies of former tears.

No more now with the endless paining

Of idle desires shall Day distress;

Nor Night, from passionate envy pure now,

With insupportable loneliness.

Truth and Trust so sweetly possess

My fortress of peace, no more to be shaken;

From dreams of joy to joy I awaken

And wander in fields of happiness.

Foolish once, now I'll be wise,

And live in the light of your trusting eyes.