Lovers' Infiniteness Songtext
von Ketil Bjørnstad

No man is an island entire of itself; every man
Is a piece of the continent, a part of the main
If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe
Is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as
Well as any manner of thy friends or of thine
Own were; any man's death diminishes me
Because I am involved in mankind
And therefore never send to know for whom
The bell tolls; it tolls for thee
If yet I have not all thy love
Dear, I shall never have it all


I cannot breath one other sigh, to move
Nor can entreat one other tear to fall
And all my treasure, which should purchase thee -
Sighs, tears, and oaths, and letters -- I have spent
Yet no more can be due to me
Than at the bargain made was meant
If then thy gift of love were partial
That some to me, some should to others fall
Dear, I shall never have thee all

Or if then thou gavest me all

All was but All which thou hadst then
But if in thy heart, since, there be or shall
New love created be, by other men
Which have their stocks entire, and can in tears
In sighs, in oaths, and letters outbid me
This new love may beget new fears
For this love was not vowed by thee
And yet it was, thy gift being general
The ground; thy heart is mine: what ever shall
Grow there, dear, I should have it all


Yet I would not have all yet:
He that hath all can have no more
And since my love doth every day admit
New growth, thou shouldst have new rewards in store
Thou canst not every day give me thy heart
If thou canst give it, then thou never gavest it:
Love's riddles are, that though thy heart depart
It stays at home, and thou with losing savest it:
But we will have a way more liberal
Than changing hearts, to join them, so we shall
Be one, and one anothers's all