But I can tell - let truth be told - That love will change in growing old; Though day by day is nought to see, So delicate his motions be.

So sweet love seemed that April morn, When first we kissed beside the thorn, So strangely sweet, it was not strange We thought that love could never change.

Man's Reason is in such deep insolvency to sense, that tho' she guide his highest flight heav'nward, and teach him dignity morals manners and human comfort, sh…

I have loved flowers that fade, Within whose magic tents Rich hues have marriage made With sweet unmemoried scents: A honeymoon delight, A joy of love at sight…

We outgrow love, like other things And put it in the Drawer - Till it an Antique fashion shows - Like Costumes Grandsires wore.

In this age of grand illusion, you walked into my life out of my dreams - I don't need another change - still you forced a way into my scheme of things. You sa…

Love is always changing and unless we stay aware and change with it, it eludes us.