though the rains of autumn fall the summer’s memories still burn and through the coming winter’s pall my thoughts to you in sprintime turn, the nights may darken, but my dreams of you in sunlight fill my veins and turn my heart to lover’s schemes with you despite these autumn rains
how dare this morning come and take this dream away from me what cruelty shows the sun to end this passion’d reverie cursed be this golden dawn this light that casts the night away for in the shadows it has scorned that is where you and I did play
and with your glance you do compell
my heart’s blood to rise and swell
within my breast all such desires
are products of these passion’d fires
which you kindle and enflame
and with these words my love’s unchained.