My passion for thee is afire;
My soul is athirst for the love that it craves,
And you are the one I admire.
Pray speak, Dear! and say your affections are mine,
And all the sweet charms you possess;
Then I will surrender my wishes to thine
And be but thy slave, I confess.
When she answered, at length, I felt very sure
I'd pleaded my cause quite enough;
"You're the one man on earth I couldn't endure,