57715: The Peril Of Love

<p dir="ltr"> As men who call on spirits get response<br> And woo successfully the coy Unseen,<br> Deeming the thing amusement for the nonce,<br> But later, when dark spirits intervene<br> Uncalled, perceive how an invading mind,<br> Not to be shaken off, compels them serve<br> Mad promptings; poisons love of life and kind;<br> Drains force; clogs brain; and flusters nerve:<br> So I, lightly addressing me to love,<br> Have found too late love's grave significance.<br> A fierce infatuation, far above<br> The zeal for fame or fortune, like a trance,<br> Exhausts my faculties. I am a prey<br> Of impulse, the marasmus of decay.</p>