Amo, amas, I love a lass, As a cedar tall and slender; Sweet cowslip`s grace. Is her nom`native case, And she`s of the feminine gender...

In the gloaming,
Oh my darling !
When the lights are dim and low,
And the quiet shadows falling
Softly come and softly go...

I am I plus my surroundings,
and if I do not preserve the latter
I do not preserve myself...?