I would, should the moon hide its silver face;
Should the stars shield away their golden blaze;
Should the mist clear, earth steal away her haze:
I could dare, and would, should she shy away her gaze.
"And I would honor her with a graceful kiss,
Kiss her with grace, and honor life with parting lips"
Yet flee would not the stars, not tonight,
The moon too, with vexed and enthralled light,
Would but gaze away at the graceful sight,
And smile from her austere and azure height
"Yet why care, for one smile and moment's bliss,
Heart and eyes see, whatever from blessed state"
And let moon sway and shake her silken frame,
Let the stars disjoint and flee their astral fame,
Let earth and water cease their lasting game,
What but a moment lasts shall never be the same
"Though a blink shall part that and this,
Not thousand more to stop the will of it"
Oh shame the night and the street-lamp sun!
With bravery and dare were the wars and kisses won,
Yet the dare the dying sun had just began,
With one flash of moon it's with cowardice outdone
"So, with waning moon we part, yet our lips meet not,
Nay, not a kiss today, I send none to meet the rest."
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