di Arthur Farwell (1872-1952)

Clasp me close upon thy breast,
Heart on heart fast beating!
Soul to soul in ecstasy
Thrill'd in joyous greeting:
Ah, thy burning lips to mine
Give, o give for ever,
Fear nor fate nor death shall hold
Pow'r that kiss to sever.
Deep within my thirsting soul
Let thy gaze, descending,
Wake to throbbing life at last,
Wake to trembling love at last
Heav'n that knows no ending.