Читать книгу The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction. Volume 14, No. 383, August 1, 1829 - Various - Страница 2

Sing ye love? ye sing it not,

It was never sung, I wot.

None can speak the power of love,

Tho' 'tis felt by all that move.

It is known—but not reveal'd,

'Tis a knowledge ever seal'd!

Dwells it in the tearful eye

Of congenial sympathy?

'Tis a radiance of the mind,

'Tis a feeling undefin'd,

'Tis a wonder-working spell,

'Tis a magic none can tell,

'Tis a charm unutterable.