Amor in Excelsis
I love you so that I would rather have
Your happiness than any joy below.
I would give up my soul your soul to save,
I love you so!
If round your island like sea should flow
The dearest gifts men ever sought or gave—
My heart’s desire should on the first crest glow!
My love counts pain and death small things to brave;
My love shall find the joy the immortals know;
And triumph o’er the future—and the grave,—
I love you so!