When thy heart, love-filled, grows graver,
And eternal bliss looks nearer,
Ask thy heart, nor show it favour,
Is the gift or giver dearer?

Love, love on; love higher, deeper;
Let love’s ocean close above her;
Only, love thou more love’s keeper,
More, the love-creating lover.

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