The Ways Of Love

Once to his master a disciple cried:-- "To wisdom's pleasant path be thou my guide." "Hast thou ne'er loved?" the master answered; "learn The ways of love and then to me return." Drink deep of earthly love, that so thy lip May learn the wine of holier love to sip. But let not form too long thy soul entrance: Pass o'er the bridge; with rapid feet advance. If thou wilt rest, thine ordered journey sped, Forbear to linger at the bridge's head.