And that night, while all was still, I heard the waters roll slowly continually up the shores,

I heard the hissing rustle of the liquid and sands, as directed to me, whispering, to congratulate me,

For the one I love most lay sleeping by me under the same cover in the cool night.

In the stillness, in the autumn moonbeams, his face was inclined toward me.

And his arm lay lightly around my breast — And that night I was happy.

Are you the new person drawn toward me, and asking something significant from me?

To begin with, take warning — I am probably far different from what you suppose ;

Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal ?

Do you think it so easy to have me become your lover ?

Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloyed satisfaction ?

Do you suppose I am trusty and faithful ?

Do you see no further than this facade — this smooth and tolerant manner of me ?

Do you suppose yourself advancing on real ground toward a real heroic man ?

Have you no thought, dreamer, that it may be all maya, illusion ? the next step may precipitate you!