If In Loving, Singing, Night And Day We Could Trifle Merrily Life Away, Like Atoms Dancing In The Beam, Like Day-Flies Skimming O'Er The Stream, Or Summer Blossoms, Born To Sigh Their Sweetness Out, And Die-- How Brilliant, Thoughtless, Side By Side, Thou And I Could Make Our Minutes Glide! No Atoms Ever Glanced So Bright, No Day-Flies Ever Danced So Light, Nor Summer Blossoms Mixt Their Sigh, So Close, As Thou And I!