Then they'd embrace—no doubt it was not proper,
But I can only kiss a plate of copper!
Oh come, my love, and speak to me again,
Say that you live for my unworthy sake,
And kindly make each syllable quite plain,
To guard against all subsequent mistake;
And soon may fortune re-unite us twain,
Communication never more to break!
Take up your tube in answer to my prayer;
Once more I speak my greeting—Are you there?