Oh, No-Not Ev'n When First We Lov'd

Arnold Böcklin
Boy and Girl Picking Flowers
Boy and Girl Picking Flowers

Charles Angrand
Couple in the Street
Oh, No-Not Ev'n When First We Lov'd
Oh, no-not ev'n when first we lov'd
Wert thou as dear as now thou art;
Thy beauty then my senses mov'd,
But now my virtues bind my heart,
What was but Passion's sigh before
Has since been turn'd to Reason's vow;
And, though I then might love thee more,
Trust me, I love thee better now.
Although my heart in earlier youth
Might kindle with more wild desire,
Believe me, it has gain'd in truth
Much more than it has lost in fire.
The flame now warms my inmost core
That then but sparkled o'er my brow,
And though I seem'd to love thee more,
Yet, oh, I love thee better now.
~ Thomas Moore ~
Labels: Aging, Arnold Böcklin, Book 4, Charles Angrand, Love, Peder Serverin Kroyer, Relationship, Thomas Moore
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