HOLD me, locks, securely caught <br /> <br />In the circle of her face! <br />Dear brown serpents, I have nought <br /> <br />To repay this act of grace, <br /> <br />Save a heart whose love ne'er dies, <br /> <br />Throbbing with aye-youthful glow; <br />For a raging ETA lies <br /> <br />'Neath its veil of mist and snow. <br /> <br />Yonder mountain's stately brow <br /> <br />Thou, like morning beams, dost shame; <br />Once again feels Hatem now <br /> <br />Spring's soft breath and summer's flame. <br /> <br />One more bumper! Fill the glass; <br /> <br />This last cup I pledge to thee!-- <br />By mine ashes if she pass, <br /> <br />"He consumed," she'll say, "for me."<br /><br />Johann Wolfgang von Goethe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/book-of-suleika-hatem-03/
