Love is and was my Lord and King, And in his presence I attend To hear the tidings of my friend, Which every hour his couriers bring.
Love is and was my King and Lord, And will be, tho’ as yet I keep Within his court on earth, and sleep Encompass’d by his faithful guard,
And hear at times a sentinel That moves about from place to place, And whispers to the vast of space Among the worlds, that all is well.