Love May Die..
Love May Die..
Let it not your wonder move
Less your laughter that I love
Though I now write fifty years
I have had, and have my peers
Poets, through divine our men
Some have loved as old again
And it is not always face
Clothes or fortune give the grace
Of the feature or the youth
But the language and the truth
Keep the middle age of stay
And let nothing hide decay
Till she be the reason why
All the world for love may die...