There is a secret shrined within my soul, A deathless love, in one brief moment born, A hopeless passion that I must control And hide from her to whom its vows are sworn. Yes! I must pass unnoticed by her eye, Close by her side, consumed by lonely thought, And shrouding still my secret I shall die, By naught rewarded having sued for naught. But she—though God has dower'd her with a sweet And tender nature—knows not that her feet Lure me to follow her where'er they stray: Too pure to dream her love can be desired— Were she to read these lines she has inspired, "Who is this lady?" she would calmly say! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INDEPENDENCE DAY by ROYALL TYLER PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 6. ALLAH-AS-SALAM by EDWIN ARNOLD ECLOGUE: THE 'LOTMENTS by WILLIAM BARNES PSALM 141 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE AN INSCRIPTION by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT AWAKENING by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE TO K. H. by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE WANDERER: 4. IN SWITZERLAND: THE HEART AND NATURE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |