John William Inchbold
I love, and therefore silent I remain,
Because I love, no jealousy is near;
I love! and love's expression can restrain,
And nothing gives to me who love a fear.
I love! and all the loved one's joy is mine,
Though yielded it may be from others' love;
And Love, sweet Love, entirely, I am thine;
I place my faith in power of thine to move,
And I will trust thee to the very end.
My love will live through each impulsive thought
That wayward fancy may for love's sake send.
Love is by instinct known, and found, not sought,
Yet love to strong faith ever yields at last,
And I so surely love, all doubt is past.
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