I Would I Knew The Lady Of Thy Heart! by Frances Anne Kemble

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I would I knew the lady of thy heart!
She whom thou lov’st, perchance, as I love thee.
She unto whom thy thoughts and wishes flee,
Those thoughts, in which, alas! I bear no part.
Oh, I have sat and sighed, thinking how fair,
How passing beautiful, thy love must be,
Of mind how high, of modesty how rare,
And then I’ve wept, I’ve wept in agony!
Oh that I might but once behold those eyes,
That to thy enamoured gaze alone seem fair,
Once hear that voice, whose music still replies
To the fond vows thy passionate accents swear:
Oh that I might but know the truth and die,
Nor live in this long dream of misery!

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