Don Juan Sings

Lightly kiss and lightly pass Ere the sleeping Love shall wake; Nimble-footed, lean and take Blossoms from a blind morass.

Past the dragon coiled in slumber, Steal, and filch his guarded gold, Taking all your hands may hold And your hasty glances number.

Shadowy breasts and breasts of snow Bear the rounded fruits of pleasure; Taste them all, nor seek to treasure Aught that turns to dust and woe.

Somber locks and tresses fair, In them all your fingers tangle; Leave them lest your heart should strangle In a noose of woman’s hair.