Life and Remains of John Clare

Love Lives Beyond the Tomb

Love lives beyond the tomb,
  And earth, which fades like dew!
  I love the fond,
  The faithful, and the true.

Love lives in sleep:
  ’T is happiness of healthy dreams:
  Eve’s dews may weep,
  But love delightful seems.

’T is seen in flowers,
  And in the morning’s pearly dew;
  In earth’s green hours,
  And in the heaven’s eternal blue.

’T is heard in Spring,
  When light and sunbeams, warm and kind,
  On angel’s wing
  Bring love and music to the mind.

And where’s the voice,
  So young, so beautiful, and sweet
  As Nature’s choice,
  Where Spring and lovers meet?

Love lives beyond the tomb,
  And earth, which fades like dew!
  I love the fond,
  The faithful, and the true.