The Love Potion, Evelyn De Morgan, 1903
The Love Potion
It is good what I seek from your potion
My love is now estranged from our shared bed
Displays no desire of true emotions
No matter tears or words of promise said
But if my folly to think such be true
All that is needed is a modest fee
Sip thy magic brew and we start anew
To once again be filled with endless glee
If thy alchemy in great quantity
be given to all who travel the earth
Would it not return greater sanctity
With human love having total rebirth
If thee not a clever charlatan be
Mix thy magic brew set the people free