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WHAT NEED OF WORDS.
What need of words when lovers meet?
What need of sighs and glances sweet?
As long as faithful hearts can beat,
So long—so well—I'll love thee.
Though other eyes may glance around,
The chord by which the heart is bound
No prying eye as yet hath found—
None know how much I love thee.
What need of sighs and glances sweet?
As long as faithful hearts can beat,
So long—so well—I'll love thee.
Though other eyes may glance around,
The chord by which the heart is bound
No prying eye as yet hath found—
None know how much I love thee.
Why should I speak, or thou reply?
I ask not words when thou art nigh;
Oh! more than life, or earth, or sky,
I dearly, dearly love thee!
Thou need'st not speak—my heart appears,
As it had eyes, and tongue, and ears;
And, like the music of the spheres,
I hear it say—“thou lov'st me!”
I ask not words when thou art nigh;
Oh! more than life, or earth, or sky,
I dearly, dearly love thee!
Thou need'st not speak—my heart appears,
As it had eyes, and tongue, and ears;
And, like the music of the spheres,
I hear it say—“thou lov'st me!”
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