"The Daisy follows soft the Sun - And when his golden walk is done - Sits shyly at his feet - He - waking - finds the flower there - Wherefore - Marauder - art thou here? Because, Sir, love is sweet!
We are the Flower - Thou the Sun! Forgive us, if as days decline - We nearer steal to Thee! Enamored of the parting West - The peace - the flight - the Amethyst - Night's possibility!"
And when his golden walk is done -
Sits shyly at his feet -
He - waking - finds the flower there -
Wherefore - Marauder - art thou here?
Because, Sir, love is sweet!
We are the Flower - Thou the Sun!
Forgive us, if as days decline -
We nearer steal to Thee!
Enamored of the parting West -
The peace - the flight - the Amethyst -
Night's possibility!"