How may I earn thy love, my joy, my sweet?I live but for thy smallest fleeting smile.My honours all I place beneath thy feet,And tremble at my daring all the while.Thy silken tresses; aye, thy honey’d locksFlow smoother on than rivers to the sea.The yearning of my heart my thinking mocks,That I might dare believe [...]
Strange-I live with my heart outside my breast.Instead, thou holdst it in thyself, ’tis true,Since I to thee love finally confessed,And thou returned it, making one of two.‘Tis hard to live without thee in my sight;I sorely miss thy blissful countenance,Thy gentle touch which sets my soul to flight,And thy eyes, which, full of inner [...]