| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909. | | | | Loves Secret | | By William Blake (17571827) |
| | | NEVER seek to tell thy love, | |
| Love that never told can be: | |
| For the gentle wind doth move | |
| Silently, invisibly. | |
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| I told my love, I told my love, | 5 |
| I told her all my heart, | |
| Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears: | |
| Ah! she did depart. | |
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| Soon after she was gone from me | |
| A traveller came by, | 10 |
| Silently, invisibly: | |
| He took her with a sigh. | | | | |
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