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William Blake



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William Blake
English, 1757-1827
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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 doth depart.

Soon as she was gone from me
A traveller came by
Silently, invisibly
He took her with a sigh