II
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
· (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of O Love, Love, Love!
Last night, when some one spoke his name,
From my swift blood, that went and came,
A thousand little shafts of flame
Were shivered in my narrow frame.
O Love, O fire! once he drew
With one long kiss my whole soul thro'
My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.