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(to tune of Amazing Grace)

For love rides on the strangest tide
that ebbs from soul to soul;
it careth not for things denied
except what soothes the whole.

And even when it’s waning fast,
it washes up again
the mem’ries of a better past
and loves that might have been.

The greatest loves may wax and wane
when life bids lovers part.
With unforgotten love, the pain
grows thin within the heart.