Thou hast bewitched me, belovèd
Till I am weaker than water
Water that drips from the fountain
Through thy white tapering fingers
Yet as the waters together
Gather and grow to a torrent
Gathers the flood of my passion
Bearing thee forth on its bosom!
Thou hast bewitched me, beloved was written by Radclyffe Hall & Samuel Coleridge-Taylor.