CONFESSION
‘I love,’ she said, ‘a child of Eve, I love to love;
Loving, beloved, my heart content, I soar above
All other hopes in life and all the fears of death.
‘I love, my beauty and my innocence I give
To my beloved, and laugh, and am content to live,
And sing my passion with the nightingales and thrushes.
‘I love, I love. Have all your human dogmas power
Closer to bind my thoughts to him! God gave the flower
Its perfume, and the bird its song, and me my love.’