1. If I have drunk deeply of wine,
And quaffed from the chalice my fill,

2. If I’ve indulged in beauty’s shine,
Smitten am I by all things still.

3. If I have loved and then forsook,
Tossed between hope and dismay,

4. If I have given without look
To demons that lead me astray.

5. With spirit unfettered and clean
I dwell in the world of art,

6. My being with purity glean,
Though lost, unafraid in its heart.

7. Why hoist the sail, I know not where,
Adrift on uncertain tides?

8. My heart is a meadow flower fair
By Heaven's rain nourished and prized.

9. My lyre is the song I intone,
For myself I sing alone,

10. In whispers my heart has known,
With rhythms that purely phone.

11. With how many kisses of fire,
In passion’s tempestuous pyre!

12. How many tears my pillow dire
Has soaked, in sorrow or mirth.

13. Glowing one! Your redolence rare
Has kindled my nights of joy,