The great Irish poet Thomas Moore wrote this timeless lyric of devotional love for his wife and included it in his collection 'Irish Melodies' published in 1808
Lyrics
Believe me if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly today, Were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms, Like fairy-gifts fading away, Thou wouldst still be adored as this moment thou art, Let thy loveliness fade as it will, And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still It is not while beauty and youth are thine own, And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear, That the fervor and faith of a soul can be known, To which time will but make thee more dear, No the heart that has truly loved, never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close, As the sun-flower turns on her god when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose Believe me if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly today, Were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms, Like fairy-gifts fading away, Thou wouldst still be adored as this moment thou art, Let thy loveliness fade as it will, And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still