Poem by F. Freiligrath

O love! O love, so long as e’er thou canst, or dost on love believe;
The time shall come, when thou by graves shalt stand and grieve;
And see that still thy heart doth glow, doth bear and foster love divine,
And, whoso bares his heart to thee, O, show him love where in thy power,
And make his every hour a joy, nor wound his heart at any hour.
And keep a guard upon thy tongue, an unkind word is quickly said:
Ah me! – no ill was meant – and yet
The other goes and weeps thereat.



Notturno III, Franz Liszt, (Liebesträume)- Evgeny Kissin, piano.
(The very fragrant rose is called "Ekstasy")