The Flight Of Love ..... SOUVINER

When the lamp is shatter'd
The light in the dust lies dead
When the cloud is scatter'd
The rainbow's glory is shed
When the lute is broken
Sweet tones are remember'd not
When the lips have spoken
Love accents are soon forgot



As music and splendour
Survive not the lamp and the lute
The heart's echoes render
No song when the spirit is mute
No song but sad dirges
Like the wind through a ruin'd cell
Or the mournful surges
That ring the dead seaman's knell



hen hearts have once mingled
Love first leaves the well-built nest
The weak one is singled
To endure what it once possesst
O Love ! who bewailest
The frailty of all things here
Who choose you the frailest
For your cradle, your home, and your bier



Its passions will rock thee
As the storms rock the ravens on high
Bright reason will mock thee
Like the sun from a wintry sky
From thy nest every rafter
Will rot, and thine eagle home
Leave thee naked to laughter
When leaves fall and cold winds come