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Love's Triumph.
LOVE'S TRIUMPH .
ADDRESSED TO ALL TRUE MASONS . Constant still—aye , constant yet , True hearts never can forget : Constant—aye , though wild waves part ,
Who shall doubt a constant heart ? Let sorrow cast her potent spell , — Love will prove invincible ; Human griefs assail and try All our weak mortality . Constancy beside us , shows
How to conquer worldly woes ; So the dreary shadows flee , Like the mists from memory ; So the promised golden shore Shinetli bright for evermore .
Constant still ! aye , leal ancl true , — Truth attests what Love can clo . By the emblems of our faith , Constancy can vanquish death -. Flowers droop , and blossoms fade ,
Round the sweetness they have made : In the wood ' s heart death will lie , With a sylvan agony ;—But o'er pain , ancl chance , and wrong , Love will waken into song ;—Aye , though darkness shrouds the air ,
Constancy can mock despair ; Constant still—by Time's old wave , Love will triumph o ' er the grave . W . BRAILSPORD .
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Love's Triumph.
LOVE'S TRIUMPH .
ADDRESSED TO ALL TRUE MASONS . Constant still—aye , constant yet , True hearts never can forget : Constant—aye , though wild waves part ,
Who shall doubt a constant heart ? Let sorrow cast her potent spell , — Love will prove invincible ; Human griefs assail and try All our weak mortality . Constancy beside us , shows
How to conquer worldly woes ; So the dreary shadows flee , Like the mists from memory ; So the promised golden shore Shinetli bright for evermore .
Constant still ! aye , leal ancl true , — Truth attests what Love can clo . By the emblems of our faith , Constancy can vanquish death -. Flowers droop , and blossoms fade ,
Round the sweetness they have made : In the wood ' s heart death will lie , With a sylvan agony ;—But o'er pain , ancl chance , and wrong , Love will waken into song ;—Aye , though darkness shrouds the air ,
Constancy can mock despair ; Constant still—by Time's old wave , Love will triumph o ' er the grave . W . BRAILSPORD .