Classic Poem

My heart is not mine any longer,
I confess it to you, dearest friends;
I love, and no love could be stronger,
For my loved One the whole world transcends—
My heart is not mine any longer.

'Tis useless to dwell on her beauty,
She has utterly conquered my heart;
To praise her I feel is my duty,
But her fairness excels all my art—
'Tis useless to dwell on her beauty.

I cannot endure life without her,
Nor the length of the night and the day;
'Tis life to be thinking about her,
So I love her, and live in that way—
I cannot endure life without her.

I study, but study to find her;
To this end all my powers are trained;
My hope is, that she will be kinder;
My mind and my will are enchained—
I study, but study to find her.

For her then, my whole soul is yearning;
After God, she has won all my love;
'Tis a bright and pure flame ever burning,
'Tis a true vow recorded above—
For her then, my whole soul is yearning.

So now, need I name this Fair Maiden,
Need I say, it is Mary I mean?
My bosom at last is unladen—
Heaven's Queen was my heart's only queen:
So now, need I name this Fair Maiden?