Disturb not my peace! Oh flowers!
With thy sweet scents, that haunt, daunt
Worse, thy prattle with butterflies
Lest her thoughts retrace my heart; taunt
Disturb not my sloth! Oh silly winds
With thy grating, gyrating caresses
You rind my confidence, I had
Been pretending with courage-false
Disturb not my silence! Oh senses!
With dreams, desires and promises
I spurned long ago your finesse
When she took my love; gave distress