Mighty love's consuming fire

Has most deeply scorched my soul,

Cooling balm for hot desire,

Gracious tulip, make me whole.

Lively morning fires glitter

In the sparkle of your eyes,

many thousand worries flitter

From your dewy lips' sunrise.

Save me, Angel, speak, be willing,

Mend my heart so sorely rent -

And with ardent Grecian kissing

Will I pay for your consent.