Роберт Сеймур Бриджес (Robert Seymour Bridges)

Shorter Poems. Book III. 17. “Since thou, O fondest and truest”

Since thou, O fondest and truest,
Hast loved me best and longest,
And now with trust the strongest
The joy of my heart renewest;

Since thou art dearer and dearer
While other hearts grow colder,
And ever, as love is older,
More lovingly drawest nearer:

Since now I see in the measure
Of all my giving and taking,
Thou wert my hand in the making,
The sense and soul of my pleasure;

The good I have ne’er repaid thee
In heaven I pray be recorded,
And all thy love rewarded
By God, thy master that made thee.