Lovers Lake*

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We walk no more together

On the shores of Lovers Lake,

 

For dreams flee old affections

When new passions are awake

 

We walk alone and love as one,

For we are scarcely here

Quite long enough

 

To comprehend

What is most

Plainly clear

 

We are by chance,

By chance we love,

By love, we chance to be

But lovers on a lovely lake

Who love but momently.

 

And wrongly loved, we love alone,

And wrongly dream our dreams,

 

And we give up

Our lives to love,

 

Believing all it seems

 

And yet, the best are moored to that,

Or, in that, they seem so �"

 

Then, inward is a tragedy,

And outward is its flow.