How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away
When I look on you a moment, then I can speak no more, but my tongue falls silent, and at once a delicate flame courses beneath my skin, and with my eyes I see nothing, and my ears hum, and a wet sweat bathes me and a trembling seizes me all over.
The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars
Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
In gold sandals / dawn like a thief / fell upon me.
Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.