Love scatters oil āàOn Life's dark sea, Sweetens its toil- āàOur helmsman he. Around him hover āàOdorous clouds; Under this cover āàHis arrows he shrouds. The cloud was around me, āàI knew not why Such sweetness crowned me, āàWhile Time shot by. No pain was within, āàBut calm delight, Like a world without sin, āàOr a day without night. The shafts of the god āàWere tipped with down., |