Poems (Truesdell)/I loved Him

by Helen Truesdell

I LOVED HIM.

I loved him, but I would not own
 The deep, fond love I felt,—
Though sorrow dwelt upon his brow,
 When by my side he knelt.

I loved him, but I deeply vowed
 I would not wed again;
And though his fond words touched my heart,
 They touched it all in vain.

Ho brought me flowers, the fairest flowers,
 To twine amid my hair;
He said those flowers would well become
 The brow of one so fair.

But oh! I spurned the gentle gift,
 And bade him turn aside,
And seek a fairer, happier one
 To be his chosen bride.

For I could only give to him
 A sad and sorrowing heart;
And when he 'd ask for smiles from me,
 Tears would unbidden start.