- "I loved you; even now I may confess,
Some embers of my love their fire retain,
But do not let it cause you more distress,
I do not want to sadden you again.
Hopeless and tonguetied, yet I loved you dearly
With pangs the jealous and the timid know;
So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely,
I pray God grant another love you so."
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
I loved you
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2 comments:
Lovely poem - at least as far as I can judge from the translation ...
Just dropped in to send greetings from France (from someone who grew up not far from Aldbury - betw Ashridge & Potten End).
Whose translation is this? It's beautiful.
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