Classic Poem

" Oh never kiss me; stand apart;
My darling, come not near!
Be dear for ever to my heart,
But be not over-dear!"

And while she spake her cheek was flame,
Her look was soft and wild;
But when I kissed her, she became
No stronger than a child. —

Ah, love, what wilt thou then apart?
Thy home is thus and here, —
For ever dearer to my heart,
And never over-dear.