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 5 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 10 Silently invisibly: He took her with a sigh.
by: William Blake
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