Wir standen an der Strasseneck

We stood upon the corner, where,
For upwards of an hour,
We spoke with soulful tenderness
Of love's transcending power.

Our fervors grew; a hundred times
Impassioned oaths we made there.
We stood upon the corner — and,
Alas, my love, we stayed there!

The goddess Opportunity,
A maid, alert and sprightly,
Came by, observed us standing there . . .
And passed on, laughing lightly.