Winding all my life about thee, 
Let me lay my lips on thine; 
What is all the world without thee, 
Mine --oh mine!

Let me press my heart out on thee, 
Grape of life's most fiery vine, 
Spilling sacramental on thee 
Love's red wine.


Let thy strong eyes yearning o'er me 
Draw me with their force divine; 
All my soul has gone before me 
Clasping thine.

Irresistibly I follow, 
As whenever we may run 
Runs our shadow, as the swallow 
Seeks the sun.

Yea, I tremble, swoon, surrender 
All my spirit to thy sway, 
As a star is drowned in splendour 
Of the day.