Oh , if you love her,
—Show her the best of you;
So will you move her
—To bear with the rest of you.
Coldness and jealousy
—Cannot but seem to her
Signs that a tempest lurks
—Where was sunbeam to her.
Patience and tenderness
—Still will awake in her
Hopes of new sunshine,
—Though the storm break for her;
Love, she will know, for her,
—Like the blue firmament,
Under the tempest lies
—Gentle and permanent.
Nor will she ever
—Gentleness find the less
When the storm overblown
—Leaveth clear kindliness.
Deal with her tenderly,
—Skylike above her,
Smile on her waywardness,
—Oh, if you love her!