XIV
Farewell! O passionate world of changeful hours!
Come, Lola, let us sleep! Elysian groves
Await us and the beatific bowers
Where Love is ours at last—as we were Love's.
Come, with our mouths still kissing, with our limbs
Still twined, relax the ecstasy! pass by
To the abyss of night where no star swims!
On to the end beyond the prophecy!
Ah Lola mine! "No happy end is this"—
I love you—ah! you love me—you love me!
For we have passed beyond imagined bliss
Into the kingdom of reality,
Where we are crowned with flowers—yet closer creep!
Sleep, Lola, now! I love you—sleep—ah, sleep!
Come, Lola, let us sleep! Elysian groves
Await us and the beatific bowers
Where Love is ours at last—as we were Love's.
Come, with our mouths still kissing, with our limbs
Still twined, relax the ecstasy! pass by
To the abyss of night where no star swims!
On to the end beyond the prophecy!
Ah Lola mine! "No happy end is this"—
I love you—ah! you love me—you love me!
For we have passed beyond imagined bliss
Into the kingdom of reality,
Where we are crowned with flowers—yet closer creep!
Sleep, Lola, now! I love you—sleep—ah, sleep!
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