Lines + 

Unfelt, unheard, unseen, + 

I’ve left my little queen, + 

Her languid arms in silver slumber lying: + 

Ah! through their nestling touch, + 

Who⁠—who could tell how much + 

There is for madness⁠—cruel, or complying? + 

Those faery lids how sleek! + 

Those lips how moist!⁠—they speak, + 

In ripest quiet, shadows of sweet sounds: + 

Into my fancy’s ear + 

Melting a burden dear, + 

How “Love doth know no fulness, and no bounds.” + 

True!⁠—tender monitors! + 

I bend unto your laws: + 

This sweetest day for dalliance was born! + 

So, without more ado, + 

I’ll feel my heaven anew, + 

For all the blushing of the hasty morn. + 