The enchanted hour, The magic bower, Where, crowned with roses, Love love discloses.
"Kiss me, my lover;
Doubting is over, Over is waiting;
Love lights our mating!"
"But roses wither, Chill winds blow hither, One thing all say, dear, Love lives a day, dear!"
"Heed those old stories?
New glowing glories Blot out those lies, love!
Look in my eyes, love!
"Ah, but the world knows -
Naught of the true rose;
Back the world slips, love!
Give me your lips, love!
"Even were their lies true, Yet were you wise to Swear, at Love's portal, The god's immortal."
