Two Loves (part three)
Two Loves (part three)
I fell a-weeping, and I cried,'Sweet youth,
Tell me why, sad en sighing, thou dost rove
These pleasent realms? I pray thee speak me soon
What is thy name. 'He said,'My name is Love!
Then straight the first did to turn himself to me
And cried,'He lied, for his name is Shame,
But I am Love, and I was wont to be
Alone in this fair garden, till he came
Unasked by night; I am true Love, I fill
The hearts of boy and girl with mutual flame!'
Then sighing said the other,'Have thy will,
I am the love that dare not speak its name.'
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