Love is enough

LOVE is enough： though the World be a-waning，
     And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining，
     Though the sky be too dark for dim eyes to discover
     The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder，
     Though the hills be held shadows， and the sea a dark wonder
     And this day draw a veil over all deeds pass‘d over，
     Yet their hands shall not tremble， their feet shall not falter；
     The void shall not weary， the fear shall not alter
     These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.