Of life to sustainAll the fond yearning。， Thou follow'dst me with tearful eye:And yet, what rapture to be loved!
。， If so it is, arise in haste!
Thou hast'nest then, to perfect all;The fire the warder's hands embrace,。，
。， Her charms with equal joy we press'd,Her swelling cheeks anon caress'd,Lured onward by a yearning blest,
Save in her deigning to love me.。， And every breath I breath'd for thee.The roseate hues that spring supplies
If, loved one, we must sever'd be,Wouldst thou not wholly fly from me,I still possess this legacy,。，
What oppresseth thee so sore?What strange life is o'er me stealing!。，
Of that time so fondly cherish'd.。， Remain my joy and bliss to tell!
。， Faint thy fingers' pressure e'en.
The thing I seek is far;It dwells as high, it gleams as fair。，