Divine Love: Immense Joy VI

It will be seen that we love each other, 

Not by shouting it, but self-evident

In the love we share each passing day.

I love you, I declare; as devoutly 

As most I can be to you Stanley 

You who has removed me from Hurtland.

If the opinion of non-believers matter that

Where’er the key of sense love doth not unlock,

Now, forasmuch as, following the senses, 

Thou sees not that reason has stamped this love?

But tell me what thou think’st of it thyself.