All Hope Abandon, Ye Who

He Who Sees A Need And Waits To Be Asked For Help Is As Unkind As If He Had Refused It.

There Is A Gentle Thought That Often Springs To Life In Me, Because It Speaks Of You.

Love, Who Insists That Love Shall Mutual Be, Link'd Me To Him With Charm Strong As Our Fates; Even Now It Leaves Me Not, As Thou Dost See.

And We Came Forth To Contemplate The Stars.

Now You Know How Much My Love For You Burns Deep In Me When I Forget About Our Emptiness, And Deal With Shadows As With Solid Things.