A unity of each with every, meaning
as much beauty as at any;
her face holding all dignity;
every word of this
for the time she will let me:

Is there another one of you – I may find her?
If not, I should ask your name.
...Or does Beauty have a name?
should I call you, Every This?
She
in her stumbled-glance approach;
or was it,
As with her
in my stumbled looks at her 'proach,
never a peace will I find more worth?

Pleasure speaking with you; never 'to.'
—Hear, wanting only this.

Which of these will lead return
or leave no chance? I ask you.