The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat
The slender hairs cast shadows
Through but small
And bees have stings, although they be not great
Seas have their source
And so have shallow springs
And love is love, in beggars and in kings
Seas have their source
And so have shallow springs
And love is love, in beggars and in kings
Where waters smoothest run
There deepest are the fords
The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move
The firmest faith is found in fewest words
The turtles cannot sing, and yet they love
True hearts have eyes, and ears
No tongues to speak
They hear, and see, and sign
And then they break
True hearts have eyes, and ears
No tongues to speak
They hear, and see, and sign
And then they break
The lowest trees have tops, the ant her gall
The fly her spleen, the little spark his heat
The slender hairs cast shadows
Through but small
And bees have stings, although they be not great
Seas have their source
And so have shallow springs
And love is love, in beggars and in kings
Seas have their source
And so have shallow springs
And love is love, in beggars and in kings
Where waters smoothest run
There deepest are the fords
The dial stirs, yet none perceives it move
The firmest faith is found in fewest words
The turtles cannot sing, and yet they love
True hearts have eyes, and ears
No tongues to speak
They hear, and see, and sign
And then they break
True hearts have eyes, and ears
No tongues to speak
They hear, and see, and sign
And then they break