And can eternity belong to me,
Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour?

And can eternity belong to me,
Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour?

Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.

Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.

In time there is no present,
In eternity no future,
In eternity no past.

In time there is no present,
In eternity no future,
In eternity no past.

Eternity! thou pleasing dreadful thought!
Through what variety of untried being,
Through what new scenes and changes read more

Eternity! thou pleasing dreadful thought!
Through what variety of untried being,
Through what new scenes and changes must we pass!

Then gazing up 'mid the dim pillars high,
The foliaged marble forest where ye lie,
Hush, ye read more

Then gazing up 'mid the dim pillars high,
The foliaged marble forest where ye lie,
Hush, ye will say, it is eternity!
This is the glimmering verge of heaven, and there
The columns of the heavenly palaces.

Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time; effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear read more

Love is the emblem of eternity; it confounds all notion of time; effaces all memory of a beginning, all fear of an end.

This speck of life in time's great wilderness
This narrow isthmus 'twixt two boundless seas,
The past, read more

This speck of life in time's great wilderness
This narrow isthmus 'twixt two boundless seas,
The past, the future, two eternities!

Life has no meaning the moment you lose the illusion of being eternal.

Life has no meaning the moment you lose the illusion of being eternal.

Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can read more

Love is not written on paper, for paper can be erased. Nor is it etched on stone, for stone can be broken. But it is inscribed on a heart and there it shall remain forever.