If "life is love, and only love,"
Then never have I lived before;
But for love's sack I'll sit me down
And careful con the lesson o'er.
I fain would win the shining goal,
So far away, so seeming fair,
But could not reach its hights alone;
Then, teacher, take me, take me there.
REVENITA.
TO REVENITA
Thy teacher, then, will take thee there,
And ever watch with tender care,
To guard they way to loftiest aim,
And his reward thy love shall claim.
SANSON.
TO SANSON
O, inconsistent teacher,
He'd knowledge give away;
Fill head and heart, from tome of art,
Then take me for his pay.
He'd kindly lead me to the realm
Where joyous freedom reigns,
He'd teach my soul love's sweet control,
Then claim it for his pains.
REVENITA.
TO REVENITA
Ah! Reyenita, do not charge
To selfishness thy teacher's plea,
He seeks thine every wish to bless,
His deepest fault is loving thee.
"Heaven's kingdom," said the Nazerene,
"Is in the heart;" sweet fairy queen
Thou rulest along this realm of mine,
Canst say I have no place in thine?
SANSON.
TO SANSON