I am obsessed beyond my calm control
A monstrous month sits on my dreaming brow
Why must this frail form find so much to thole?
How to escape this freezing fever, how!
I am obsessed, my senses won't obey
Treacherous legs haul me again to you
Cowardly eyes flee from the light of day
Despairing heart tears the dark night in two.
I am obsessed; my very life-blood burns
"You give me fever" Ha – you give me death!
The earth beneath me twists and twirls and turns
As though it too was drawing dying breath.
I am obsessed, there's nowhere left to flee
Come now, my love, and claim what's left of me.
Love is hurting, spiteful, cancerous growth!
My poor eyes ache, you are too fair to see
My hand are wet – tears? Or blood? Or both?
Just go away, please. Please! Please leave me.
Love is distraction; should be shunned as such!
My legs are trembling… O! Was that your voice?
My breath is chained; I gasp and wheeze too much
Just come back! Please! I need your slightest noise!
Love is pure madness, drives us from our fate!
My mouth grows dry – hmmmm… did I dine on mould?
My every nerve is tense. Why this long wait!
Just… just… just be! Without you all is cold!
Love is a hurting, spiteful, cancerous growth!
I love you! May the illness waste us both!
Of all the light that falls upon the earth
Of all the jewellery crafted by man
Of all the vessels waiting to make berth
Of all the gowns fashioned with silken hem
You are the fairest O my distant one
Your pale complexion wand'ring through the court
You surly must be kin to the bright sun
Your very being by the angels wrought.
No eyes shine brighter than your frozen gaze
No lips spoke softer than your whispered sigh
No bride so fair as you, clad in the haze
No bed so cold as where you now must lie.
You are my only thought, to you alone
I pledge my soul, my far too distant moon.
Hold on, my love, never let me go
Stay one more day, I'll never ask for more.
They say that love by parting's made to grow
But I know the lingering sorrow'll make me sore.
Look now, my love; the sun is coming up
Giving your face a golden quality.
O promise me you'll never, ever stop.
Let us make now last for eternity.
Don't speak, my love, don't waste a single breath.
Right now you almost seem, to me, to glow.
Can love outlast adamantine death?
Breathe, breathe! Your heart does beat so very slow…
Tomorrow's dressed for funeral, I know
Hold on, my love, never let me go!
Shimmering nymph, your almost black lashes
Trembles upon cheek in distant dreams
The fire burned to embers, they to ashes
Sunrise will burst soon, spreading golden beams.
Meaningless strength so softly steals my breath
I am afraid to drink the air from you
I fear even my gentlest touch is death
Meanwhile we breathe in harmony, we two.
Beautiful child; your shoulder's rounding curve
Leaves one arm glowing on the pallid sheet.
Let me somehow find adamantine nerve
Before I must again fell daylight's heat.
Heartrending love! You've killed the waking day!
Headsplitting dream! O please let me stay!
("thole" is a word from gaelic which means "to endure/bear a great deal of hardship")