by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Constancy
Language: English 
If the apple grows on the apple-tree,
And the wild wind blows o'er the wild wood free,
And the deep stream flows to the deeper sea;
And they cannot help growing, and blowing, and flowing,
I cannot help loving thee.

But if wild winds blew no more on the lea,
And no blossoms grew on the healthy tree,
And the river untrue escaped the sea,
And they all had ceased growing, and blowing, and flowing,
I'd never cease loving thee.

And till that hour in the day or night,
In the field or bower, in the dark or light,
In the fruit or flower, in the bloom or blight,
In my reaping or sowing, my coming or going,
I'll never cease loving thee.

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This text was added to the website: 2008-08-09
Line count: 15
Word count: 123