My love, the sky-- the sun-- it wanes, Where set in thine eyes its shine hangs. Such light to bright'n thy green gaze. Mine heart skips rapidly away, In a trance-- in a fog-- for today, Heaven amplifies thy beauty in a way, That melts at my resistance on such a day. Thou art yet in heaven's door, But the door I feel is visible more, And together we shall creak the lore.