EVER in the heart's core rings a faint strain,

The ringing of His hidden flute:

Its dumb utterance evokes a sweet pain,

The ardent desire of a burning love.

In the moonlight haze, in the love-game, steps around me

Brush past to avoid eyes meeting:

Half-seen the body, foot-fall muffled, ­

The soul is ever athirst.

In the dark a flickering smile, glimmering limbs,

Some one unseen spinning around:

Love binds my soul as if trapped in a prison,

I am in search of the body, the golden mine of love.

Lip to lip, hand in hand anon,

A vain moment's thrill:

Failure increases the greed, hopelessness sweetens the regret,

Sorrowful am I in my happiness.

O! when woulds't thou come into my arms with thy smile

divine

Pouring out all the treasure of thy heart?

A mere touch is a world of delight, Beauty universal

incarnate ­―

Revealed in one body!

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