'OH never kiss me; stand apart; My darling, come not near! Be dear for ever to my heart, But be not over-dear!' And while she spake her cheek was flame, Her look was soft and wild; But when I kissed her, she became No stronger than a child. Ah, love, what wilt thou then apart? Thy home is thus and here, For ever dearer to my heart, And never over-dear. |