Unknown.

1172

LOVE.

The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the whole world dies
With the setting sun.

The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
But the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.

Francis W. Bourdillon.

1173

One nail by strength drives out another,
So the remembrance of my former love
Is by a newer object quite forgotten.

Shakespeare.

1174