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  • All for Love

    From the Richmond Times Dispatch, July 9, 1915. By Byron.

    Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story;
    The days of our youth are the days of our glory;

    And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty
    Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.

    What are garlands and crowns to the brow that is wrinkled?
    ’Tis but as a dead flower with May-dew besprinkled.

    Then away with all such from the head that is hoary—
    What care I for wreaths that can only give glory?

    Oh, Fame! If I ever took delight in thy praises,
    ’Twas less for the sake of thy high-sounding phrases

    Than to see the bright eyes of the dear one discover
    She thought that I was not unworthy to love her.

    There chiefly I saw thee, there only I found thee;
    Her glance was the best of the rays that surround thee;

    When it sparkled o’er aught that was bright in my story
    I knew it was love, and I felt it was glory.