Once he drew-with one long kiss-My whole soul through his lips.

If thou shouldst never see my face again, pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.

O love, O fire! once he drew
With one long kiss my whole soul through
My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.

Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.

O love, O fire! once he drewWith one long kiss my whole soul throughMy lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.

Words, like nature, half reveal and half conceal the soul within.