They Never Loved as Thou and I.


Words by Bulwer.

They never loved as thou and I,
Who minister'd the moral,
That aught which deepens love can be
In true love's lightest quarrel.


They never knew how kindness grows
A vigil and a care,
Nor watched beside the heart's repose
In silence and in prayer.

'Twere sweeter to kiss thy tears away
If tears those eyes must know;
But sweeter still to hear thee say,
Thou never had'st them flow.
There is no anguish like the hour,
Whatever else befall us,
When one the heart has raised to power
Asserts it but to gall us.