Never Seek To Tell Thy Love

William Blake

1     Never seek to tell thy love 
2     Love that never told can be;
3     For the gentle wind does move
4     Silently, invisibly.

5     I told my love, I told my love,
6     I told her all my heart,
7     Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears--
8     Ah, she doth depart.

9     Soon as she was gone from me
10   A traveller came by
11   Silently, invisibly--
12   O, was no deny.

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