Past Lives Exist

Loves Secret

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. –

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