Warning

BE true to me! For there will dawn a day When thou wilt find the faith that now I see, Bow at the shrines where I must bend the knee, Knowing the great from small. Then lest thou say, 'Ah me, that I had never flung away His love who would have stood so close to me Where now I walk alone'—lest there should be Such vain regret, Love, oh be true! But nay, Not true to me: true to thine own high quest Of truth; the aspiration in thy breast, Noble and blind, that pushes by my hand, And will not lean, yet cannot surely stand; True to thine own pure heart, as mine to thee Beats true. So shalt thou best be true to me.