L•َِOَِ•Y•َِUَِ•S
2008-11-21, 03:42 PM
LOVE'S SECRET
by: William Blake (1757-1827)
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.
http://www.foodandhealth.com/images/twohearts.jpg
by: William Blake (1757-1827)
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.
http://www.foodandhealth.com/images/twohearts.jpg