Theodor Körner: “Words of Love”

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Words of love, ye whisper as soft
As the zephyrs that breezes of Paradise waft:
Words of love, whose blest control
Hath mightiest influence on my soul,
Though affliction and grief o’er my spirit prevail,
Yet my faith in your virtue shall never fail.

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.Is there on earth such a transport as this,
When the look of the loved one avows her bliss?
Can life an equal joy impart
To the bliss that lives in a lover’s heart?

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O, he, be assured, hath never proved
Life’s holiest joys who hath never loved.

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Yet the joys of love, so heavenly fair,

Can, exist but when honour and virtue are there;

For the soul of woman is tender and pure,

And her faith is approved, ’twill for ever endure.

Then trust ye to love, and its virtue believe,
For beauty and truth can never deceive.

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But the spring of life is fast fading away,
Then prove your faith while yet you may ;
It lives when all things fall and die,
Like a ray of bliss from its native sky;
And were all creation to ruin hurled,
It would live in a brighter and better world.


Then whisper ye words of love as soft
As the zephyrs that breezes of Paradise waft:
Words of lore, whose blest control
Hath divinest influence o’er my soul.
Though all things else should faithless prove,
I will trust the words of love.

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