LOVE AND HONOUR.

Lovewooing Honour, Honour’s love did win,And had his pleasure all a summer’s day.Not understanding how the dooms begin,Love wooing Honour, wooed her life away.Then wandered he for full five years’ unrest,Until, one night, this Honour that had diedCame as he woke, in youth grown glorified,And smiling like the saints whom God has blest.But when he saw her in the dear night shineSerene, with more than mortal light upon her,The boy that careless was of things divine,Small Love, turned penitent to worship Honour.So Love can conquer Honour; when that’s past,Dead Honour risen outdoes Love at last.

Lovewooing Honour, Honour’s love did win,

And had his pleasure all a summer’s day.

Not understanding how the dooms begin,

Love wooing Honour, wooed her life away.

Then wandered he for full five years’ unrest,

Until, one night, this Honour that had died

Came as he woke, in youth grown glorified,

And smiling like the saints whom God has blest.

But when he saw her in the dear night shineSerene, with more than mortal light upon her,The boy that careless was of things divine,Small Love, turned penitent to worship Honour.So Love can conquer Honour; when that’s past,Dead Honour risen outdoes Love at last.

But when he saw her in the dear night shine

Serene, with more than mortal light upon her,

The boy that careless was of things divine,

Small Love, turned penitent to worship Honour.

So Love can conquer Honour; when that’s past,

Dead Honour risen outdoes Love at last.

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