So, when you turn your eyes away
From mirrored eyes, and when you stay
Love-hearing with reluctant hand,
Straight then your heart-throbs will betray
That you have read, and understand!

And should your maiden heart uprise
Against fain ears and full-fain eyes,
Upon your lips, that cannot err,
I set my kiss-interpreter!

Or hold you steadfast as allies
Your heart, hand, lips, your smiles, your all,
Your faithful eyes are traitrous eyes--
Out-steals a tear to your downfall!

Your heart, your eyes, the lips of you
--Hesitant and full-fain your eyes!--
Make all my song; have I sung true?
Make all my song; are you song-wise?


_GIFTS_

My given gifts have been, ah me!
Sorrow, and superfluity.

You needed primal force, and this
Was all my giving--emphasis.