QUOTE : When sometimes I stroll in silence, with you<br />Through great floral meadows of open country<br />I listen to your chatter, and give thanks to the gods<br />For the honest friendship, which made you my companion<br />But in the heavy fragrance of intoxicating night<br />I search on your lip for a madder caress<br />I tear secrets from your yielding flesh<br />Giving thanks to the fate which made you my mistress