Past love poem in another world...

The life-blood streaming through my hart

Or my more dear immortal part,

Is not more fondly Dear !

When heart-corroding care and grif

Deprive my soul of rest,

You dear idea brings relief,

And solace to my breast,

Thou Being, All-seeing,

Oh, hear my fervent prayer !

Still take you, and make you her,

Thy most spectacular love and love !