An Address Of Love

In her eyes eternal spring
does to me a supreme balm of love impart
And in charm possessed my bleeding heart
does find joy that her lasting presence bring
All my past sufferings shown are gone and serenely sweet again
is the air,
from which true love and honor fair
do keep me company and I am not alone

In beauty's influence laid
she gives beautiful smiles to me
And trembling at last my love is free
to embrace her hear in secret shade
I wake from sound sleep the birds above
My voice in song they fly away
Yet in flying they tune the day,
making my addresses sweeter in love.