I. br br Dear, had the world in its caprice br Deigned to proclaim ``I know you both, br ``Have recognized your plighted troth, br Am sponsor for you: live in peace!''--- br How many precious months and years br Of youth had passed, that speed so fast, br Before we found it out at last, br The world, and what it fears? br br II. br br How much of priceless life were spent br With men that every virtue decks, br And women models of their sex, br Society's true ornament,--- br Ere we dared wander, nights like this, br Thro' wind and rain, and watch the Seine, br And feel the Boulevart break again br To warmth and light and bliss? br br III. br br I know! the world proscribes not love; br Allows my finger to caress br Your lips' contour and downiness, br Provided it supply a glove.