And scarce in the midnight darkness Shouldst thou close thine eyes in sleep, Ere my whispered word, it would follow, Though thy dream were ever so deep. LXIV. Thou hast diamonds, and pearls and jewels, All thy heart covets in store, And the loveliest eyes under heaven-- My darling, what wouldst thou more? Upon thine eyes, so lovely, Have I written o'er and o'er Immortal songs and sonnets-- My darling, what wouldst thou more? And with thine eyes so lovely Thou hast stung me to the core, And hast compassed my undoing-- My darling, what wouldst thou more? LXV. He who for the first time loves, E'en rejected, is a god. He who loves a second time, Unrequited, is a fool. Such a fool am I, in loving Once again with no return. Sun and moon and stars are laughing; I am laughing too--and dying. LXVI. They gave me advice, they counseled sense, They overpowered with compliments. Patience! they said, and in my need They'd prove themselves my friends indeed. Despite their promise to help and protect, I surely had perished of sheer neglect, Had there not come a worthy man, Who bravely to help me now began. Oh, the worthy man! he gave me to eat; Such kindness as his I shall never forget. I long to embrace him, but never can, For I am myself this excellent man. LXVII. This most amiable of fellows Ne'er enough can honored be. Ah! to oysters, Rhine-wine, cordial, Many a time he treated me. Natty are his hose and trousers, Nattier his cravat is seen; And he enters every morning, Asks me how my health has been. Of my rich renown he speaketh, Of my charms and wit displayed. Zealous, eager seems he ever To befriend me and to aid. And at parties in the evening, With inspired brow and eye, He declaims before the ladies My immortal poesy. How delightfully refreshing Now-a-days to find still here Such a youth, when good things surely More and more do disappear. LXVIII. I dreamt I was Almighty God, And sat within the sky, And angels sat on either side, And praised my poetry. And sweets and pasties there I ate, And drank the best Tokay, Worth many a precious florin bright, Yet had no bill to pay. No less was I nigh bored to death, And longed for earth and evil, And were I not Almighty God, I fain had been the devil. "Thou long-legged angel Gabriel, Make haste; begone from here! And hither bring my friend Eugene, The friend I love so dear. "Within the college seek him not, But where good wine inspires. And seek him not in Hedwig Church, But seek him at Miss Myers'." Then spreading broad his mighty wings, The angel doth descend, And hastens off, and brings me back Dear Bendel, my good friend. Lo, youth, I am Almighty God! The earth is my estate. Did I not always promise thee I should be something great?