Snce I have set my lips to your cupful, my sweet,
Since I my pallid face between your hands have layed,
Since I have known your soul, and all the bloom of it
And all the perfume rare, this love will never fade.
Since it was given to me to hear one happy, while
The words within your heart spoke all its mysteries,
Since I have seen you weep, Since I have seen you smile,
Your lips upon my lips, your gaze upon my eyes;
Your flying wings may smile but they can never spill
The cup fulfilled of Love, from which my lips are wet.
My heart has far more fire than you have frost to chill
My Soul more Love than you can make my heart forget.
May Fate, whatsoever it shall be, find thee ever
Strong. May tomorrow be as sweet as yesterday.
I, dreaming of thee, only seek to scan
And fathom all my soul's sweet love to you,
Love, sweet and powerful, and everlasting
And find that the great sea is small beside it.
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