Live Oak, with Moss, Leaf 5

And when I thought how my friend, my lover,
         was coming, then ^O_^ I was happy;
O tThen eEach breath tasted sweeter—and
          all that day my food nourished me
          more—And the beautiful day passed
          well,
And the next came with equal joy—And with
          the next, at evening, came my friend,
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 friend I
          love lay sleeping by my side,
In the stillness his face was inclined towards
          me, while the moon's clear beams
          shone, And his arm lay lightly over my
          breast—And that night I was happy.

(on this leaf, beneath the paste-over, is an earlier version of the conclusion, with no strikethroughs)

And that night O you happy waters, I heard
          you beating the shores—But my heart
          beat happier than you—for he I love is
          returned and sleeping by my side,
And that night in the stillness his face was
          inclined toward me while the moon's
          clear beams shone,
And his arm lay lightly over my breast—And
          that night I was happy.