by Henry Thornton Wharton (1846 - 1895)
Translation by William Bliss Carman (1861 - 1929)

Love let the wind cry
Language: English  after the English 
Love let the wind cry 
On the dark mountain,
Bending the ash trees
And the tall hemlocks
With the great voice of 
Thunderous legions,
How I adore thee.

Let the hoarse torrent
In the blue canyon,
Murmuring mightily 
Out of the gray mist
Of primal chaos
Cease not proclaiming
How I adore thee.

Let the long rhythm
Of crunching rollers,
Breaking and bursting
On the white seaboard
Titan and tireless, 
Tell, while the world stands,
How I adore thee.

Love, let the clear call
Of the tree cricket,
Frailest of creatures,
Green as the young grass,
Mark with his trilling
Resonant bell-note,
How I adore thee.

Let the glad lark-song
Over the meadow,
That melting lyric
Of molten silver,
Be for a signal
To listening mortals,
How I adore thee.

But, more than all sounds,
Surer, serener,
Fuller [with]1 passion
And exultation, 
Let the hushed whisper
In thine own heart say,
How I adore thee.

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