Young Lovers
Young lovers, beware!
Naught but pain have the fates in store for ye!
Happiness is hard to find, steal
that which you can, and let love make more of it
than is there.
Yet if young lovers endure, and if
such pain does not kill such young love, it may
grow, and become old love,
and young lovers become old lovers, and then!
And then, oh, what joy!