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 my heart, / Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears. / Ah! she did depart! / Soon after she was gone from me, / A traveller came by, / Silently, invisibly: / He took her with a sigh.
-William Blake
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