风ing all my life about thee, Let me lay my lips on thine; What is all the world without thee, Mine --oh mine! Let me press my heart out on thee, Grape of life's most fiery vine, Spilling sacramental on thee Love's red wine. Let thy strong eyes yearning o'er me Draw me with their force divine; All my soul has gone before me Clasping thine. Irresistibly I follow, As whenever we may run Runs our shadow, as the swallow Seeks the sun. Yea, I tremble, swoon, surrender All my spirit to thy sway, As a star is drowned in splendour Of the day.