Come, my damselfly nymph, with a coupling dance
come to my bed of reeds I'll-do-the romance
come on tiptoes: Heart pressed heart to heart
come, my flightiest one in the morning depart.
Come in waves that crush all worrying cares
come down and wing, down heavens backstairs
come like a spider to' web my soul's flight
come O demon, with kisses hot sulphite.
Come, with the throes of your love to declare
come shimmering tonight, my love, mid-air.
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