Gerard Manley Hopkins - The Beginning of the End lyrics

My love is lessened and must soon be past. I never promised such persistency In its condition. No, the tropic tree Has not a charter that its sap shall last Into all seasons, though no Winter cast The happy leafing. It is so with me: My love is less, my love is less for thee. I cease the mourning and the abject fast, And rise and go about my works again And, save by darting accidents, forget. But ah! if you could understand how then That less is heavens higher even yet Than treble-fervent more of other men, Even your unpa**ion'd eyelids might be wet. (ii) I must feed Fancy. Show me any one That reads or holds the astrologic lore, And I'll pretend the credit given of yore; And let him prove my pa**ion was begun In the worst hour that's measured by the sun, With such malign conjunctions as before No influential heaven ever wore; That no recorded devilish thing was done With such a seconding, nor Saturn took Such opposition to the Lady-star In the most murderous pa**age of his book; And I'll love my distinction: Near or far He says his science helps him not to look At hopes so evil-heaven'd as mine are. (iii) You see that I have come to pa**ion's end; This means you need not fear the storms, the cries, That gave you vantage when you would despise: My bankrupt heart has no more tears to spend. Else I am well a**ured I would offend With fiercer weepings of these desperate eyes For poor love's failure than his hopeless rise. But now I am so tired I soon shall send Barely a sigh to thought of hopes forgone. Is this made plain? What have I come across That here will serve me for comparison? The sceptic disappointment and the loss A boy feels when the poet he pores upon Grows less and less sweet to him, and knows no cause.