Love, and Be Wise, by John Boyle O'Reilly

Love, and Be Wise

Not on the word alone
Let love depend;
Neither by actions done
Choose ye the friend.   Let the slow years fly--
These are the test;
Never to peering eye
Opened the breast.   Psyche won hopeless woe,
Reaching to take;
Wait till your lilies grow
Up from the lake.   Gather words patiently;
Harvest the deed;
Let the winged years fly,
Sifting the seed.   Judging by harmony,
Learning by strife;
Seeking in unity
Precept and life.   Seize the supernal--
Prometheus dies;
Take the external
On trust--and be wise.

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