A poem about the love lives of Napoleon Bonaparte (1769-1821) and the empress Josephine de Beauharnais (1763-1814).
Give me a smile, that I may build on your assurance, Kiss me, that I may have to thy kind heart entrance, Love me less, and see how tumultuous life could be, Give thy command, and see my loyalty to thee.
In thine absence, mine heart cannot from thee depart; A moment's departure would rend my world apart. I recall that very day I beheld thy face; A lasting memory I will forever retrace. That Sunday when thine eyes did my emotions disarm; The day mine heart responded to thy Love's alarm, The day you sat upon mine heart's epicentre, To govern my feelings from their very centre. Josephine my love, I bequeath my self-will to thee, Let me thy world share, and make thine own tumults mine, And come in to my own world, for all I have is thine.
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