Do not kneel down to me unless you care, And wish to guide my path to gentler lust, For I will know what hopes that you lay bare.Seek only that which leads to tempered trust. Caress my strings of love with tender hands,And play my heart with prodigal extremes,Thus, I will know that loving you withstandsThe foolish lashings in my fearful dreams. Your features, with their auburn hair adorned,Show dignity and grace, bright e...