CLEMATIS. 



TRUST. 



RONDEAU. 



IF hearts are dust, hearts' loves remain, 

 And somewhere, far above the plane 

 Of earthly thought, beyond the sea 

 That bounds this life, they will meet thee 

 And hold thee face to face again. 



And when is done Life's restless reign, 

 If I hereafter but regain 



Heart's love, why should I troubled be, 

 If hearts are dust? 



By Love's indissoluble chain, 



I know the grave does not detain 



Heart's love. The very faith in me 



Is pledge of an eternity, 

 Where I shall find heart's love again, 

 If hearts are dust. 



