With all my heart, with all my soul,
With all my strength I love thee, dear ;
Thou art my life, my light, my goal,
My Heaven and Hell, my hope and fear.
I would not that the lightest breath
Of harsh suspicion on thee blow.
And I would gladly welcome death
Could I but make thee happier so.
There is no comfort in my heart,
No happiness for us can be.
The Fates have set our paths apart – –
A lonely path for thee and me !
Yet sometimes I may see thy face,
May press thy hand, and know thee true ;
Then silently my steps retrace
To commune with despair anew.
(Maria Frances Cecilia Cowper)
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