ECSTASY
Reading edition
Cover mine eyes, O my Love! Mine eyes that are weary of bliss As of light that is poignant and strong. Oh, silence my lips with a kiss, My lips that are weary of song! Shelter my soul, O my Love! My soul is bent low with the pain And the burden of love, like the grace Of a flower that is smitten with rain; Oh, shelter my soul from thy face! Sarojini Naidu