Love

Never seek to tell thy love

by William Blake 1757–1827

From The Poets and the Poetry of the Century, ed. Alfred H. Miles

Love

Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind doth move
Silently, invisibly.

I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears,
Ah! she did depart.

Soon after she was gone from me,
A traveller came by,
Silently, invisibly:
He took her with a sigh.

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