Remember and tell me, the day you love   Behind a veil of tears   How dreams as these you dreamt not of   And thought to pass your years   More peaceably than others do   Devoid of common pain   Your own company pleased you   And as you heard complain   Of those small hurts that never heal   And scar their victims deep   You oft’ proclaimed your heart could feel   No love and sought to keep   Your perfect brow untarnished by   The sorrow you would save   Your perfect lips unvarnished lie   To kiss might thee enslave   Protected are thy limbs. No fear   Of deeds unseemly grasp thee   Directed by thy perfect ear   No words could hope to clasp thee   Indeed thou will not be enshrined   Will honor no man’s name   But in disdain you are, you’ll find   Enshrined all the same   In your defense, you say not so   When standeth thee accused   Of hatred for mankind, but O    How hast thou been abused   That such a mortal fear could frighten   All your nature wills   So much so that what might enlighten   Passion, pity kills   And cannot bear to look upon   A soul you have enraptured   With cruel haste you bid begone   The fools you have encaptured   Mistake me not. It is unjust   For every lovestruck squire   To claim a heart he hasn’t won   But what of your desire?   Can’st thou pretend within thy breast   A beat was ne’er misplaced   And lost somewhere?    Dost thou but jest   To say thou never traced   With trembling fingertips the image   Of a foreign shore   Embarking on a pilgrimage   To where none touched before?   The most deluded eyes could see   Thou harbor’st in thy frame   A store more rich than most should beIn every sense’s flame   That thou dost feel I know it well   That thou dost weep I’ll swear   That thou dost love I’ll live to tell   If thou would only dare   Remember and tell me, the day   You love beyond all this   What truth within my counsel lay   And thank me with a kiss.