Love at Sea（1 / 2）

Algernon Charles Sburne

We areLoves nd today, Where shall we go?

Love, shall we start or stay,

Or sail or row?

Theres any a d and way,

And never a May but May;

We areloves hand today;

Where shall we go?

Our nd-d is the breath

Of sorrows kissed to death

And joys that were;

Our balst is a rose;

Our way lies where God knows

And love knows where.

We areloves hand today—

Our sean are fledged Loves,

Our asts are bills of doves,