By the gloom that shades my heart, When, fair girl, from thee I part; By the deep impassioned sigh, Half suppressed when thou art nigh; By the heaving of my breast, When thy hand by mine is pressed; By these fervent sighs betrayed; Canst thou doubt my truth, sweet maid? Then say, oh! say, you love me! By the joy that thrills my frame, To hear another praise thy name; By my mingled dread the while, Lest that one should woo thy smile; By the flush that dyes my cheek, Telling what I ne'er could speak; By these fervent signs betrayed, Canst thou doubt my truth sweet maid? Then say, oh! say, you love me! Heart and soul, more fond than mine, Trust me, never can be thine; Heart and soul, whose passion pure, Long as life shall thus endure. Take, oh! take me, let me live On the hope thy smiles can give; See me kneel before my throne; Take, oh! take me, for thine own, And say, oh! say, you love me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FANCY IN NUBIBUS; OR, THE POET IN THE CLOUDS by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE BRIDGE: 7. THE TUNNEL by HAROLD HART CRANE SHILLIN' A DAY by RUDYARD KIPLING THE NEWLY WEDDED by WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED THE GOUTY MERCHANT AND THE STRANGER by HORACE SMITH WHAT IS THE SPIRIT? by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE GLORIOUS GIFT OF GOD by BENJAMIN BEDDOME HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 22 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |