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.’