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[SONG. I wish that all my heart has told]
I wish that all my heart has told
Had not the power to move thee,
For could I find that thine was cold
I should no longer love thee.
Had not the power to move thee,
For could I find that thine was cold
I should no longer love thee.
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But though when oft thou hear'st my sigh
Thy lip will not repeat it,
The darting blush and drooping eye
Betray that thine would meet it.
Thy lip will not repeat it,
The darting blush and drooping eye
Betray that thine would meet it.
Yet tremble not, Maria dear,
It is not hope detains me,
The thought, thou wouldst but mayst not hear,
Still soothes, and still restrains me.
It is not hope detains me,
The thought, thou wouldst but mayst not hear,
Still soothes, and still restrains me.
Then let me sometimes see the smile
Dispel thy soft brow's sorrow,
And we may both forget awhile,
And gleams of solace borrow.
Dispel thy soft brow's sorrow,
And we may both forget awhile,
And gleams of solace borrow.
Let me but still thy presence seek,
Oh! nevermore confessing,
I'll only listen when you speak,
Nor ask another blessing.
Oh! nevermore confessing,
I'll only listen when you speak,
Nor ask another blessing.
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