O mouth of Mignon, Mignon’s eyes!
O eyes of violet, mouth of fire!—
Within which lies all ecstasy
Of tears and kisses and of sighs:—
O mouth, O eyes, and O desire,
O love’s desire,
Have mercy on the soul of me!
TRANSUBSTANTIATION
I
A sunbeam and a drop of dew
Lay on a red rose in the South:
God took the three and made her mouth,
Her sweet, small mouth,
So red of hue,—
The burning baptism of His kiss
Still fills my heart with heavenly bliss.
II
A dream of truth and love come true
Slept on a star in daybreak skies:
God mingled these and made her eyes,
Her dear, clear eyes,
So gray of hue,—
The high communion of His gaze
Still fills my soul with deep amaze.