SOUTAR, William

He who weeps for beauty gone

He who weeps for beauty gone

Hangs about his neck a stone.

He who mourns for his lost youth

Daily digs a grave for truth.

He who prays for happy hours

Tramples upon earthy flowers.

He who asks an oath from love

Doth thereby his folly prove.

Mourn not overmuch, nor stress

After love or happiness.

He who weeps for beauty gone

Stoops to pluck a flower of stone.