Hedge, that divides the lovely <br />Garden, and myself from me, <br />Never in you so fair a rose I see <br />As she who is my lady, <br />Loving, sweet and holy: <br />Who as I stretch my hand to you <br />Presses it, so softly, too.<br /><br />Torquato Tasso<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hedge-that-divides-the-lovely/
