Verse and Reverse (1921)/The Two Loves

Young Love laughed and sang with me
All the summer day;
Tossed me flowers in perfumed showers,
And sped the time away,
Till aweary of the game
Tired I grew, and wan,
On my face pain set its trace,
Love saw it and was gone.

True Love questing through the night
Found me faint and cold,
Gently spoke and doffed his cloak,
And wrapped me in its fold,
Wined my blood with sweet caress—
Kissed my silvered hair,
Looked to see the soul of me,
And deemed it young and fair.