"The Poet's Corner..."

Love, unconquerable,

Waster of the rich keeper

Of warm lights and all-night vigil

In the soft face of a beloved:

Sea-wanderer, forest-visitor!

Even the pure immortals cannot escape you,

And mortals, in their one day's dusk,

Trembles before your glory.

SOPHOCLES

* Modified from the original work; gender pronouns have been neutered