1. Does your talk of Paradise ever cease,
Or spare this tongue of mine no peace?

2. "For all time," I complained; but softly she
Replied, "Nay; this too passes, presently."

3. You made all folk seem equal in your eyes
When you described them in your poesies.

4. Foe was as friend when you declaimed of one;
The far and near were all the same to you.

5. When you told tales of anything, its strangeness
Was such, you brought us wonders great and new.

6. Had you but masked its name and said instead
'Twas something else, we all had known the clue.