In the Nuptial Chamber
“O that mastering tune?” And up in the bedLike a lace-robed phantom springs the bride;“And why?” asks the man she had that day wed,With a start, as the band plays on outside.“It’s the townsfolks’ cheery complimentBecause of our marriage, my Innocent.”
“O but you don’t know! ’Tis the passionate airTo which my old Love waltzed with me,And I swore as we spun that none should shareMy home, my kisses, till death, save he!And he dominates me and thrills me through,And it’s he I embrace while embracing you!”
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