Love

A life was mine full of the close concern
  Of many-voiced affairs. The world sped fast;
  Behind me, ever rolled a pregnant past.
  A present came equipped with lore to learn.
  Art, science, letters, in their turn,
  Each one allured me with its treasures vast;
  And I staked all for wisdom, till at last
  Thou cam'st and taught my soul anew to yearn.
  I had not dreamed that I could turn away
  From all that men with brush and pen had wrought;
  But ever since that memorable day
  When to my heart the truth of love was brought,
  I have been wholly yielded to its sway,
  And had no room for any other thought.