Note 31 — Chapter IV

“I will repay thee in a holier land— Give thou to me thy youth; All I can grant thee lies in this command. I heard, and, trusting in a holier land, Gave my young joys to Truth. Give me thy Laura—Give me her whom love To thy heart’s core endears; The usurer bliss pays every grief—above! I tore the fond shape from the bleeding love And gave—albeit with tears.”