Analysis of Coquette et Froide

What is thy thought of me?
   What is thy feeling?
   Lov'st thou the veil of sense,
   Or its revealing?
   Leav'st thou the maiden rose
   Drooping and blushing,
   Or rend'st its bosom with
   Kissing and crushing?
   I would be beautiful
  That thou should'st woo me,
  Gentle, delightsome, but
  To draw thee to me.
  Yet should thy longing eye
  Ever caress me,
  And quickened Fantasy
  Only, possess me,
  Thus thy heart's highest need
  Long would I cherish,
  Lest its more trivial wish
  Pall, and then perish.   

Would that Love's fond pursuit
  Were crownèd never,
  Or that his virgin kiss
  Lasted for ever!