15.07.2007, 13:42
I loved thee once, when every thought of mine
Was hope and joy, - and now I love thee still,
In sorrow and despair:- a hopeless will
From its lone purpose never can decline.
I did not choose thee for my Valentine
By the blind omen of a merry season, -
‘Twas not thy smile that brib’d my partial reason,
Tho’ never maiden’s smile was good as thine: -
Nor did I to thy goodness wed my heart,
Dreaming of soft delights and honied kisses,
Although thou wert complete in every part,
A stainless paradise of holy blisses:
I loved thee for the lovely soul thou art, -
Thou canst not change so true a love as this is.
Was hope and joy, - and now I love thee still,
In sorrow and despair:- a hopeless will
From its lone purpose never can decline.
I did not choose thee for my Valentine
By the blind omen of a merry season, -
‘Twas not thy smile that brib’d my partial reason,
Tho’ never maiden’s smile was good as thine: -
Nor did I to thy goodness wed my heart,
Dreaming of soft delights and honied kisses,
Although thou wert complete in every part,
A stainless paradise of holy blisses:
I loved thee for the lovely soul thou art, -
Thou canst not change so true a love as this is.