The linden blossomed, the nightingale sang,
The sun laughed out with a kindly zest,
You kissed me, and round me your arms you flung,
And clasped me close to your heaving breast.

Hoarse croaked the raven, the green leaves fell,
The sun frowned greeting with sullen smile;
Then each of us frostily said: " Farewell! "
You dropped me a curtsy in courtliest style.