Canto CXXIV

Love is and was my Lord and King,

      And in his presence I attend

      To hear the tidings of my friend,

Which every hour his couriers bring.

Love is and was my King and Lord,

      And will be, tho’ as yet I keep

      Within his court on earth, and sleep

Encompass'd by his faithful guard,

And hear at times a sentinel

      That moves about from place to place,

      And whispers to the vast of space

Among the worlds, that all is well.