To My Love
Kiss me softly, and speak to me low;
Malice has ever a vigilant ear:
What if Malice were lurking near?
Kiss me, dear!
Kiss me softly, and speak to me low.
Kiss me softly, and speak to me low;
Envy too has a watchful ear:
What if Envy should chance to hear?
Kiss me, dear!
Kiss me softly, and speak to me low.
Kiss me softly, and speak to me low;
Trust me, darling, the time is near
When lovers may love with never a fear:
Kiss me, dear!
Kiss me softly, and speak to me low.
Saxe.