Lyrical Intermezzo, 40

Sweet darling, beloved by me solely,
The thoughts in my memory dwell
That once I possess’d thee wholly,
Thy soul and body as well.

Thy body, so young and tender,
I need, beyond all doubt;
Thy soul to the tomb I’ll surrender,
I’ve plenty of soul without.

I’ll cut my soul in sunder,
And half of it breathe into thee,
And when I embrace thee,--O wonder!--
One soul and body we’ll be.