09.08.2014, 13:55
INQUISITION
WHY do I love who am not blessed therewith ?
Why spend my life in dreaming of her face ?
Why do I follow what is but a myth,
And proves me to myself as in disgrace
For want of reason rightly to perceive
That she is kind because she cannot love me ?
That she is sweet because she must believe
Her smile is still the med'cine to reprove me ?
Why do I tarry when her wish is plain
That I no more should linger in the way ?
Why do I venture when I should refrain ?
Why drag my shadow through her shining day ?
Nay, ask no more, for love no reason holds,
But like a flower to the light unfolds.
WHY do I love who am not blessed therewith ?
Why spend my life in dreaming of her face ?
Why do I follow what is but a myth,
And proves me to myself as in disgrace
For want of reason rightly to perceive
That she is kind because she cannot love me ?
That she is sweet because she must believe
Her smile is still the med'cine to reprove me ?
Why do I tarry when her wish is plain
That I no more should linger in the way ?
Why do I venture when I should refrain ?
Why drag my shadow through her shining day ?
Nay, ask no more, for love no reason holds,
But like a flower to the light unfolds.