Etchings in Verse (Underhill)/If

by Andrew Findlay Underhill

IF.

O FAIR Élise, if thou couldst know The mischief thou hast done my heart!If I dared whisper soft, and low! If thou couldst know—If thou wouldst comprehend in part,  How happy I  To hear thee sighIn pity there, O fair Élise.

Then like the golden sunset brightMy life would beam with warmest light; And in these arms, O love my own! Clasped close—shut out from grief and moan,  I, more than blest,  Would hold thee pressed,            O fair Élise.