E'en as a lovely flower, <br />So fair, so pure thou art; <br />I gaze on thee, and sadness <br />Comes stealing o'er my heart. <br /> <br />My hands I fain had folded <br />Upon thy soft brown hair, <br />Praying that God may keep thee <br />So lovely, pure and fair.<br /><br />Heinrich Heine<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/e-en-as-a-lovely-flower/
