“Glorious legends, were they true!
“Make them true if me you’d win;
“Win for me and thee a new
“Triumph over death and sin.
“If thou languish at my side,
“I shall mock thee in my scorn;
“Up, be doing—so thy bride
“On I pass till Death’s dark morn.
“If around thy spirit gather
“Rust of sloth and lustful ease,