I Never Was In Love - Yet

Now A Soft Kiss - Aye, By That Kiss, I Vow An Endless Bliss.

Pleasure Is Oft A Visitant; But Pain Clings Cruelly To Us.

Dancing Music, Music Sad, Both Together, Sane And Mad.

And There Shall Be For Thee All Soft Delight That Shadowy Thought Can Win, A Bright Torch, And A Casement Ope At Night, To Let The Warm Love In!

Feeling Well That Breathed Words Would All Be Lost, Unheard, And Vain As Swords Against The Enchased Crocodile, Or Leaps Of Grasshoppers Against The Sun.