See you here a soft blue ee,
O! beware—O! beware;
For it melteth but to be
For a snare—for a snare.
I have loved a gentle girl;
How I loved—how I loved—
Witness it, my bosom’s whirl
When she moved—when she moved;
Life, soul, feeling, all sincere,
Bound up in her—bound up in her;