• Sad hours and glad hours, and all hours, pass over;
    One thing unshaken stays:
    Life, that hath Death for spouse, hath Chance for lover;
    Whereby decays
    Each thing save one thing: - mid this strife diurnal
    Of hourly change begot,
    Love that is God-born, bides as God eternal,
    And changes not; -
    Nor means a tinseled dream pursuing lovers
    Find altered by-and-bye,
    When, with possession, time anon discovers
    Trapped dreams must die, -
    For he that visions God, of mankind gathers
    One manlike trait alone,
    And reverently imputes to Him a father's
    Love for his son.