Have you not seen.
⟨Have⟩ you not seen the timid tear,
⟨Steal⟩ trembling from mine eye?
⟨Have⟩ you not mark'd the flush of fear,
⟨Or⟩ caught the murmur'd sigh?
⟨And⟩ can you think my love is chill,
⟨Nor⟩ fix'd on you alone?
⟨And⟩ can you rend, by doubting still,
To you you my soul's affection move,
Devoutly, warmly, true;
My life has been a task of love,
One long, long thought of you.
If all your tender faith is o'er,
If still my truth you'll try,
Alas! I know but one proof more—
I'll bliss your name and die.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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