Weak midnight promises of love Were wept upo Her grave, And shunned by stars above.. In mortal life lurks my dismay, An angel stole my heart And Death took Her away... [...] Dark nature clasp my soul, Around Her throat mine arms enfold, To sleep, perchance to dream And then... To dusk and flesh ascend... [...] I am enamoured and imparadised To catch the fires dancing profanely in Her eyes.. I will crush them all, If this holds thy delight, Rather dead forever than lose Her...