If I told you today that I got my eyes on you,
Would you let me have a crush on you?
Would you give me the chance to show you happiness?
A chance to show you light in your days of darkness ...
Sometimes, to solace my sad heart, I say,
Though late it be, though lily-time be past,
Though all the summer skies be overcast,
Haply I will go down to her, some day,
And cast my rests of life before her feet,
That she may have her will of me, being so sweet
And none gainsay!