What shall a man remember
In days when he is old,
And Life is a dying ember,
And Fame a story told?
Power, that came to leave him?
Wealth, to the wild waves blown?
Fame, that came to deceive him?
Ah, no! Sweet Love alone!
Honour, and Wealth, and Power
May all like dreams depart,
But Love is a fadeless flower
Whose roots are in the heart.
Song
Victor James Daley
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