Song: One in Many

To be loved by many and to love many
Is never to die, is to live purely,
Never to lack for noble company;

But to be loved by many, and to love many
Is to be singled out by one only,
Of all those many, who can love truly.

“My doors are barred, my blinds are drawn; for surely
This is the end of love. I loved her wholly —
Now she is lost to me among the many.”

What! In despair for one whom you loved wholly,
You who love many and are loved by many,
Have you no eyes for her who lives purely,

With eyes unhooded, with no hate nor envy,
Singling you out to love wholly and surely
Nor ever lacks for noble company?