friend of my heart when you’re away

i fashion for my tongue,

a thousand things to say to you

but dear heart when you come,

how needless is my well formed phrase,

and my care chosen words,

take swift and sudden flight away,

like small wind-riven birds.

and with you here, my full glad heart

can only say, you’ve come.

for all your touching, pleading ways

but serve to make me dumb.