Amor Mysticus...
Let them say to my Lover
That here I lie !
The thing of Her's pleasure,
Her's slave am I.
Say that I seek Her
Only for love,
And welcome are tortures
My passion to prove.
Love giving gifts
Is suspicious and cold;
I have all. my Beloved,
When Thee I hold.
Hope and devotion
The good may gain;
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