My Eye Upon Your Eyes - So Was I Born, One Far-Off Day In Paradise, A Summer Morn; I Had Not Lived Till Then, But, Wildered, Went, Like Other Wandering Men, Nor What Life Meant Knew I Till Then. My Hand Within Your Hand - So Would I Live, Nor Would I Ask To Understand Why God Did Give Your Loveliness To Me, But I Would Pray Worthier Of It To Be, By Night And Day, Unworthy Me! My Heart Upon Your Heart - So Would I Die, I Cannot Think That God Will Part Us, You And I; The Work He Did Undo, That Summer Morn; I Lived, And Would Die Too, Where I Was Born, Beloved, In You.