• Come, let us make love deathless, thou and I, Seeing that our footing on the Earth is brief- Seeing that her multitudes sweep out to die Mocking at all that passes their belief.

    Herbert Trench: Come, let us make love deathless, thou and I, 
Seeing that our footing on the Earth is brief-
Seeing that her multitudes sweep out to die 
Mocking at all that passes their belief.
    Herbert Trench (1901). “Deirdre Wed and Other Poems”