The Unbeginning Love 301 



III 



For love is larger born and freer bred 

 And more divine than Venus or Dian, 

 Far elder than those beauteous thoughts of man, 

 Far wiser than the daughter of Jove s head. 



Love was before the worlds in whirls were led, 

 And on their spheral race in music ran ; 

 The infinite life its course in love began, 

 And without love that life itself were dead. 



O all ye endless sparkling lights of heaven ! 



Not even when ye vanish as a scroll 



Thrice heated in the elemental flame 

 Of that last day when life from death is riven, 



Not then shall Love desert the sacred soul, 



That springs to God s own bosom in Love s name 



