all that sounds

Deftona

Never give all the heart, for love

Will hardly seem worth thinking of

To passionate women if it seem

Certain, and they never dream

That it fades out from kiss to kiss;

For everything that's lovely is

But a brief, dreamy. Kind delight.

O never give the heart outright,

For they, for all smooth lips can say,

Have given their hearts up to the play.

Ando who could play it well enough

If dead and dumb and blind with love?

He that made this knows all the cost,

For he gave all his heart and lost.

Willian Butler Yeats