If you can foster love, it would offer you light,
In life's all struggle, a-breast, you would fight,
Let this love be for one and only one,
In life's oasis you would be sheltered,
All your inner glow would be glittered,
And life would be a pilgrim's fun.
Mine! , darling divine –rose,
With you each days grows,
The home of your pleasure church,
The lab of my mundane research.
Pray you to undress and shake off the mask,
Save your will’s grace, vain would be my task.
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