'REFUSE, refrain: for this is not the love br The Annunciation Angel warned you of; br This is the little candle, not the sun; br It burns, but will not warm, unhappy one!' br br 'But ah! suppose the sun should never shine, br Then what an anguish of regret were mine br To know that even from this I turned away! br Candles may serve, if there should be no day.' br br 'Nay, better to go cold your whole life long br Than do the sun, than do your soul such wrong: br And if the sun shine not, be life's the blame br And yours the pride, who scorned the meaner flame.