The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Poetry/Volume 3/Stanzas for Music. "I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name"
STANZAS FOR MUSIC.
I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name,
Too brief for our passion, too long for our peace,
Oh! thine be the gladness, and mine be the guilt!
And stern to the haughty, but humble to thee,
One sigh of thy sorrow, one look of thy love,
May 4, 1814.
- ["Thou hast asked me for a song, and I enclose you an experiment, which has cost me something more than trouble, and is, therefore, less likely to be worth your taking any in your proposed setting. Now, if it be so, throw it into the fire without phrase."—Letter to Moore, May 4, 1814, Letters, 1899, iii. 80.]
- I speak not—I breathe not—I write not that name.—[MS. erased.]
- We have loved—and oh, still, my adored one we love!
Oh the moment is past, when that Passion might cease.—[MS. erased.]
- The thought may be madness—the wish may be guilt.—[MS. erased.]
But I cannot repent what we ne'er can recall. But the heart which is thine would disdain to recall.—[MS. erased.]
- —— though I feel that thou mayst.—[MS. L. erased.]
- This soul in its bitterest moments shall be,
And our days run as swift—and our moments more sweet,
With thee at my side, than the world at my feet.—[MS.]
- And thine is that love which I will not forego,
Though the price which I pay be Eternity's woe.—[MS. erased.]
- One tear of thy sorrow, one smile ——.— [MS. erased.]