'Let the organ peal out once more,'


Let the organ peal out once more,
Like a first spring thunderstorm;
From behind your bride's shoulder,
My half-closed eyes will gaze.

Farewell, goodbye, be happy my friend,
Ireturn you your sweet vow,
But don't let your passionate one
See my inimitable ravings –

That would inject a burning venom
Into your blessed, joyful union…
And I go to claim a marvellous garden
Where grass rustles, the Muse declaims.


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