Love’s Secret, William Blake

 

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 traveler came by
Silently invisibly: 
He took her with a sigh.
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