Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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I DO NOT CHIDE THEE. |
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I DO NOT CHIDE THEE.
I do not chide thee, and I do not blame,
Fear not that I can ever speak thy name,
And mingle with it one upbraiding tone—
No! no! though thus by thy harsh will undone!
Fear not that I can ever speak thy name,
And mingle with it one upbraiding tone—
No! no! though thus by thy harsh will undone!
I loved thee—I may not ev'n try to tell
How warmly, wildly, worshippingly well;
I loved thee—and the world became to me
One sunny dream—one deep felicity!
How warmly, wildly, worshippingly well;
I loved thee—and the world became to me
One sunny dream—one deep felicity!
I find thee false, farewell to joy and hope,
I feel my heart grow chill, my spirit droop;
I hate that world which seemed so bright to be,
Myself I hate, but still—but still—love thee!
I feel my heart grow chill, my spirit droop;
I hate that world which seemed so bright to be,
Myself I hate, but still—but still—love thee!
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I cannot chide thee—Oh! I cannot blame,
With prayers—tears—blessings—I must breathe thy name,
I will not think e'en one upbraiding thought—
But love thee on till love and life are nought!
With prayers—tears—blessings—I must breathe thy name,
I will not think e'en one upbraiding thought—
But love thee on till love and life are nought!
Forgive this failing form, this fading face,
If there thou should'st reproach and suff'ring trace;
And, Oh! believe the heart within but grows
Devoted more and more unto the close.
If there thou should'st reproach and suff'ring trace;
And, Oh! believe the heart within but grows
Devoted more and more unto the close.
That fades not, fails not, but concentered there,
In one wild gush of passion and despair—
Seem all Life's deepest energies to be—
I die!—but let my death reproach not thee!
In one wild gush of passion and despair—
Seem all Life's deepest energies to be—
I die!—but let my death reproach not thee!
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