We have come back to one another; yes, After long languishing in spheres apart, Thou hast returned, since Love's own self thou art, And I in penitence and fearfulness. O gentle Love, that leaves me not to smart Forever in the clutches of distress, When with a kindly pardon thou canst bless Consummately my long-disconsolate heart, Forgive me yet again, if to this joy I do not rise at once from melancholy, Mine was the utmost sin thus to destroy Our calm devotion with unbridled folly; Bear with me yet awhile until I prove The tenderness of all-repentant love.