Believe Me, If All Those Endearing Young Charms sing and play along

Believe me, if all those endearing young charms,

which I gaze on so fondly today,

were to change by tomorrow, and fleet in my arms,

like which fairy gifts fading away,

thou would'st still be adored as this moment thou art let thy loveliness fade as it will;

and around the dear ruin, each wish of my heart would entwine itself verdantly still.

It is not me, while beauty and youth are thine own,

and thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear,

that the fervor and faith of a soul can be known,

to which time will but make thee more dear!

No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets but as truly loves on to the close;

as a sunflower turns on her god,

when he sets, the same look which she turned when he still.

It is rose.