"COMBIEN m'aimez-vous?" Ah! the whispered words so sweet, As, kneeling at my darling's feet, I told the tale of love so true. An answer did I vainly sue: Looking down in mild surprise, Laughter rippling in her eyes, -- "Combien m'aimez-vous?" Not a word of French I knew; But her lovely, blushing face, Downcast eyes, and simple grace Furnished me at once a clew. Quickly back the answer flew From me, as I kissed her hand, "Fairest maid in all the land, @3soi psanai dinam ou@1" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LILY IN CRYSTAL by ROBERT HERRICK CENTENNIAL MEDITATION OF COLUMBIA by SIDNEY LANIER COLIN CLOUTS COME HOME AGAIN by EDMUND SPENSER IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 11 by ALFRED TENNYSON RESIGNATION by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER |