And is it night
And is it night ? Are they thine eyes that shine ?
Are we alone and here ? and here and here alone
May I come near ? May I, may I but touch thy shrine ?
Is jealousy asleep or is he gone ?
O gods, no more silence my lips with thine,
Lips, kisses, joys, hap, blessings most divine.
Oh, come, my dear, our griefs are turned to night.
And night to joys; Night blinds pale Envy's eyes;
Silence and sleep prepare us our delight,
Oh, cease we then our woes, our griefs, our cries.
Oh, vanish words! words do but passions move.
O dearest life, joys sweet, O sweetest love !
Submitted by Ross Klatte
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