by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956)

Sighs have no skill
Language: English 
Sighs have no skill
To wake from sleep
Love once too wild, too deep.

Gaze if thou will,
Thou canst not harm
Eyes shut to subtle charm.

Oh! 'tis my silence
Shows thee false,
Should I be silent else?

Haste thou then by!
Shine not thy face
On mine, and love's disgrace!


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Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:02:34
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