YOU never said a word to me That was cruel, under the sun; It isn't the things you do, darling, But the things you leave undone. If you could but know a wish or want You would grant it joyfully; Ah! that is the worst of all, darling, That you cannot know nor see. For favors free alone are sweet, Not those that we must seek; If you loved as I love you, darling, I would not need to speak. But to-day I am helpless as a child That must be led along; Then put your hand in mine, darling, And make me brave and strong. There's a heavy care upon my mind, A trouble on my brain; Now gently stroke my hair, darling, And take away the pain. I feel a weight within my breast, As if all had gone amiss; Oh, kiss me with your lips, darling, And fill my heart with bliss. Enough! no deeper joy than this For souls below is given; Now take me in your arms, darling, And lift me up to heaven! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 21. BREDON HILL by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN UPON HIS LEAVING HIS MISTRESS by JOHN WILMOT THE DARKNESS OF EGYPT by MARIA ABDY NELL COOK; A LEGEND OF THE 'DARK ENTRY': THE KING'S SCHOLAR'S STORY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |