Love

I love but you,

     And you alone;

No other Queen

     Sits on my throne.

I’ve loved you long,

     And love you still;

I love you now,

     And ever will.

I’d die for you,

     Or strive to live.

Do me a wrong

     I would forgive.

Give me a blow

     Or lover’s kiss –

Love is not love

     If not like this.

              Josephine Andrews

c. June 9, 1903