Love is enough: though the world be a-waning,
And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
Though the skies are too dark for dim eyes to discover
The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
Though the hills are held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter:
The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.
― By William Morris
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