Show Lost Love I I Who wins his love shall lose her I Who loses her shall gain For still the spirit woos her I A soul without a stain And memory still pursues her With longings not in vain He loses her who gains her Who watches day by day The dust of time that stains her The sriefs that leave her gray The flesh that yet enchains her Whose grace hath passed away Oh happy he who gains not The love some seem to gain The joy that custom stains not Shall still with him remain The loveliness that wanes not The love that neer can wane He dreams she grows not older The lands of dream among Though all the world wax colder Though all the songs be sung In dreams doth he behold her Still fair and kind and young I ANDREW LANG I |