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Love's rosary is ours this holiday, / So let us worship Eros, Lord of bliss. / Let me be priest and teach you as we pray / Love's rosary. / The first fair golden globe denotes a kiss, / Curve your sweet lips the proper churchly way, / And you must lie within my arms at this. / Keep all the rites! It will not do to miss / A single bead in all the long array. / Ah, Sweet, we'll tell on every day, I wis, / Love's rosary.
"The Princess cried; her tears fell on the ground / Like pearls of moonlight, precious, fair and round. " / But when the Princess whom I worship cries / Then from the clouded heaven of her eyes / Rain of such sweet wild loveliness I sip / My heart says "Stop! " but not my eager lip.