I shall never have any fear of love,  
Not of its depth nor its uttermost height, 
Its exquisite pain and its terrible delight. 
I shall never have any fear of love. 

I shall never hesitate to go down
Into the fastness of its abyss
Nor shrink from the cruelty of its awful kiss. 
I shall never have any fear of love.

Never shall I dread love’s strength
Nor any pain it might give. 
Through all the years I may live
I shall never have any fear of love. 

I shall never draw back from love
Through fear of its vast pain
But build joy of it and count it again.
I shall never have any fear of love. 

I shall never tremble nor flinch
From love’s moulding touch: 
I have loved too terribly and too much 
Ever to have any fear of love.

I, Lover by Elsa Gidlow

Happy Sunday.

Bill Evans Live ’64 ’75