 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
STRONGER THAN DEATH.
There is a mighty passion, that defies
The powers of darkness and the hand of hell,
That most superbly on itself relies,
And to its forces even its foes allies;
The powers of darkness and the hand of hell,
That most superbly on itself relies,
And to its forces even its foes allies;
It finds a music in the funeral knell,
And reads the ages written on a shell,
And when the term of time its march denies,
Though all is lost it deems that all is well.
And reads the ages written on a shell,
And when the term of time its march denies,
Though all is lost it deems that all is well.
It takes no heed of honour's dazzling wreath,
It scorns the meed of flattery's garlic breath,
Nor yet in want and woe requires it ruth;
It scorns the meed of flattery's garlic breath,
Nor yet in want and woe requires it ruth;
It has a fair and everlasting youth,
And though it dies it stronger is than death,
Because it is the deathless love of truth.
And though it dies it stronger is than death,
Because it is the deathless love of truth.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |