Freston
101
The other? Ah! what shall I say?
His gift is closer hidden away
And covered up from view.
I know not really what it is,
I only know the truth of this,
To me 'tis strange and new.
His gift is closer hidden away
And covered up from view.
I know not really what it is,
I only know the truth of this,
To me 'tis strange and new.
And every instinct of my heart
Shrinks from it with a deadly start,
Whene'er it is set free;
And all those fluttering wings of light,
That guard the spirit's inner sight,
Surround and bid me flee.
Shrinks from it with a deadly start,
Whene'er it is set free;
And all those fluttering wings of light,
That guard the spirit's inner sight,
Surround and bid me flee.
My dear, when you were just my friend,
And nothing more, could I the end
Of this sad chapter see?
I only saw your nobler side,
And promised to become your bride,
Led on by sympathy.
And nothing more, could I the end
Of this sad chapter see?
I only saw your nobler side,
And promised to become your bride,
Led on by sympathy.
No, Dear, there was no love for you.
My heart was empty. It is true
Your presence brought content;
And I believed you loved me well,
And wished your sorrow to dispel,
And so—I gave consent.
My heart was empty. It is true
Your presence brought content;
And I believed you loved me well,
And wished your sorrow to dispel,
And so—I gave consent.
