Angel-fair, Walhalla's charms displaying, <br /> Fairer than all mortal youths was he; <br />Mild his look, as May-day sunbeams straying <br /> Gently o'er the blue and glassy sea. <br /> <br />And his kisses!--what ecstatic feeling! <br />Like two flames that lovingly entwine, <br />Like the harp's soft tones together stealing <br /> Into one sweet harmony divine,-- <br /> <br />Soul and soul embraced, commingled, blended, <br /> Lips and cheeks with trembling passion burned, <br />Heaven and earth, in pristine chaos ended, <br /> Round the blissful lovers madly turn'd. <br /> <br />He is gone--and, ah! with bitter anguish <br /> Vainly now I breathe my mournful sighs; <br />He is gone--in hopeless grief I languish <br /> Earthly joys I ne'er again can prize!<br /><br />Friedrich Schiller<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/amalia/
