Lord Lytton

No true love there can be without
Its dread penalty--jealousy.

No true love there can be without
Its dread penalty--jealousy.

Through tall cowslips nodding near you,
Just to touch you as you pass.

Through tall cowslips nodding near you,
Just to touch you as you pass.

In life there are meetings which seem
Like a fate.

In life there are meetings which seem
Like a fate.

That man is great, and he alone,
Who serves a greatness not his own,
For neither praise read more

That man is great, and he alone,
Who serves a greatness not his own,
For neither praise nor pelf:
Content to know and be unknown:
Whole in himself.

God be thank'd that the dead have left still
Good undone for the living to do--
Still read more

God be thank'd that the dead have left still
Good undone for the living to do--
Still some aim for the heart and the will
And the soul of a man to pursue.