Love Now.

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Oh! life is too short to be wasted,
In hoping, in sighing for nought
We abandon our pleasures untasted,
If we love not, nor love as we ought,
To love not becometh the mournful
And sweet to the selfish may be,
Love not! I would say to the scornful;
Love now! I would whisper to thee.

Love now! ere the heart feel a sorrow,
Or the bright sunny moments are flown;
Love now! for the dawn of the morrow
May find thee unloved and alone.
I proffer no memory token,
I plead not for promise or vow;
Only keep my injunction unbroken,
Love truly! love well! but love now!