SIDNEY ROYSE LYSAGHT - LIFE AND LOVE



Weeds and flowers grow and die;

Sunlight never is withholden.

There were flowers long ago,

Others coming by and by:—

Do they for the light’s sake grow,

Or for their sake is it golden?

Hope and sorrow, joy and strife,

Years and pleasures new and olden

Leave us: Love alone has stayed.

Grew then Love because of Life?

Or was Love for Life’s sake made,

But for it were unbeholden?



SIDNEY ROYSE LYSAGHT

HORIZONS AND LANDMARKS 1911