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Love reckons not by time -- its May days of delight / Are swifter than the falling stars that pass beyond our sight.
Love reckons not by time -- its moments of despair / Are years that march like prisoners, who drag the chains they wear.
Love counts not by the sun -- it hath no night or day -- / 'Tis only light when love is near -- 'tis dark with love away.
Love hath no measurements of height, or depth, or space, / But yet within a little grave it oft hath found a place.
Love is its own best law -- its wrongs seek no redress; / Love is forgiveness -- and it only knoweth how to bless.