Lay it on thy heart within thy bosom;
Even as the snowball will be melting,
Even so, love, will my heart be melting."
RENDEZVOUS.
Sweetheart, come, and let us kiss each other!
But, O tell me, where shall be our meeting?
In thy garden, love, or in my garden?
Under thine or under mine own rose-trees?
Thou, sweet soul, become thyself a rose-bud;
I then to a butterfly will change me;