1. Like the radiant sun at dawn’s first light,
She came gliding, leaning with her slender shape.

2. I greeted her; she returned my greeting,
And with her peace my soul was filled and draped.

3. A tryst she made but then left unfulfilled,
Sending instead from sweet imaginings

4. A phantom messenger with words that thrilled,
Well-strung like pearls and fair in gleamings.

5. The message told of loving and delight
For one passion-thrilled, who else but guards her troth.

6. The phantom and his missive wings took flight;
Than which no sweeter draught my spirit quaffed.