I must be flattered. The imperious br Desire speaks out. Lady, I am content br To play with you the game of Sentiment, br And with you enter on paths perilous; br But if across your beauty I throw light, br To make it threefold, it must be all mine. br First secret; then avowed. For I must shine br Envied,--I, lessened in my proper sight! br Be watchful of your beauty, Lady dear! br How much hangs on that lamp you cannot tell. br Most earnestly I pray you, tend it well: br And men shall see me as a burning sphere; br And men shall mark you eyeing me, and groan br To be the God of such a grand sunflower! br I feel the promptings of Satanic power, br While you do homage unto me alone.