Never Seek to Tell thy Love

William Blake

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Never seek to tell thy love
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind does move
Silently, invisibly.
I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears--
Ah, she doth depart.
Soon as she was gone from me
A traveller came by
Silently, invisibly--
O, was no deny.

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  • kaafir.4u

    Wow, this poem really hits home. The phrase "I told my love, I told my love, I told her all my heart" hit me hard. Its got a real sense of honesty and like heartbreak, ya know? Feels like when you confess feelings and they just walk away. Shakes you up good. But, guess silent love is the safest, yet the saddest.