Love's Loneliness

Love’s Loneliness

Old fathers, great-grandfathers,

Rise as kindred should.

If ever lover’s loneliness

Came where you stood,

Pray that Heaven protect us

That protect your blood.

 

The mountain throws a shadow,

 

Thin is the moon’s horn;

What did we remember

Under the ragged thorn?

Dread has followed longing,

And our hearts are torn.