UNFELT unheard, unseen, br I've left my little queen, br Her languid arms in silver slumber lying: br Ah! through their nestling touch, br Who---who could tell how much br There is for madness---cruel, or complying? br br Those faery lids how sleek! br Those lips how moist!---they speak, br In ripest quiet, shadows of sweet sounds: br Into my fancy's ear br Melting a burden dear, br How "Love doth know no fulness, nor no bounds." br br True!---tender monitors! br I bend unto your laws: br This sweetest day for dalliance was born! br So, without more ado, br I'll feel my heaven anew, br For all the blushing of the hasty morn. br br .