Spend all you have for loveliness.

All through the deep blue night The fountain sang alone; It sang to the drowsy heart of the satyr carved in stone. The fountain sang and sang But the satyr never stirred- Only the great white moon In the empty heaven heard.

It is strange how often a heart must be broken before the years can make it wise.

No one worth possessing can be quite possessed.

Faults They came to tell your faults to me, They named them over one by one; I laughed aloud when they were done, I knew them all so well before,-- Oh, they were blind, too blind to see Your faults had made me love you more.

Years go, dreams go, and youth goes too, The world's heart breaks beneath its wars,All things are changed, save in the east,The faithful beauty of the stars.

For I shall learn from flower and leaf, That color every drop they hold, To change the lifeless wine of grief To living gold.