One word is too often profaned

2026-03-31

ONE word is too often profaned
For me to profane it

One feeling too falsely disdain'd

For thee to disdain it.

One hope is too like despair

For prudence to smother

And pity from thee more dear

Than that from another.

I can give not what men call love;

But wilt thou accept not

The worship the heart lifts above

And the Heavens reject not:

The desire of the moth for the star

Of the night for the morrow

The devotion to something afar

From the sphere of our sorrow?