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Love's Secret
(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

Love's Secret

Poem By William Blake

Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind does move
Silently, invisibly.

I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart;
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears,
Ah! she did depart!

Soon as she was gone from me,
A traveler came by,
Silently, invisibly
He took her with a sigh.

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Comments (45)

i really love to read this poem.
Love doesn't need a language to express! How true are the lines.
I love this poem! Simple but profound!
this poem is really sad! ! !
love is communicating with out word of mouth such as sigh, cry, and other feeling a ice poem thanks