Amalia
Fair as an angel, gayest of the gay,
Fairer than any other youth was he,
His glance celestial, like the sun in May
Reflected in an azure crystal sea.
His kisses — sentiments from Paradise!
As though two flames were locked in one embrace,
Like tones which from the harp alternate rise,
And blend in heaven-born, harmonious grace.
They rush, they fly, uniting soul to soul,
Lips quiver, cheeks assume a tone of fire,
Hearts meet, and heaven and earth commingled roll,
Dissolving in the warmth of love's desire.
But he is gone — in vain, alas! in vain
We haunt him with a melancholy cry.
Gone! And life's pleasure changes into pain, —
Expiring in one lamentable sigh.
Fairer than any other youth was he,
His glance celestial, like the sun in May
Reflected in an azure crystal sea.
His kisses — sentiments from Paradise!
As though two flames were locked in one embrace,
Like tones which from the harp alternate rise,
And blend in heaven-born, harmonious grace.
They rush, they fly, uniting soul to soul,
Lips quiver, cheeks assume a tone of fire,
Hearts meet, and heaven and earth commingled roll,
Dissolving in the warmth of love's desire.
But he is gone — in vain, alas! in vain
We haunt him with a melancholy cry.
Gone! And life's pleasure changes into pain, —
Expiring in one lamentable sigh.
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