O, broken heart when you so will,
Flowing time comes to stand still.
You tread two steps to your love,
To begin the end, where you start.
Be eternal abode, sojourn of God:
One humble, one passionate heart

O, passionate heart if you so will,
Be this autumn, for us sweet spring.
Let the sweet pang, that voids fill,
Absorb in the runnel of vernal bliss:
On my moist palm a breathing kiss,
With scintillating hand on my heart!