Love Reckons Not By Time - Its May Days Of Delight Are Swifter Than The Falling Stars That Pass Beyond Our Sight. Love Reckons Not By Time - Its Moments Of Despair Are Years That March Like Prisoners, Who Drag The Chains They Wear. Love Counts Not By The Sun - It Hath No Night Or Day - 'Tis Only Light When Love Is Near - 'Tis Dark With Love Away. Love Hath No Measurements Of Height, Or Depth, Or Space, But Yet Within A Little Grave It Oft Hath Found A Place. Love Is Its Own Best Law - Its Wrongs Seek No Redress; Love Is Forgiveness - And It Only Knoweth How To Bless.