Frances Anne Kemble

(27 November 1809 - 15 January 1893 / London, England)

I Would I Knew The Lady Of Thy Heart! - Poem by Frances Anne Kemble

I would I knew the lady of thy heart!
She whom thou lov'st, perchance, as I love thee.
She unto whom thy thoughts and wishes flee;
Those thoughts, in which, alas! I bear no part.
Oh, I have sat and sighed, thinking how fair,
How passing beautiful, thy love must be;
Of mind how high, of modesty how rare;
And then I've wept, I've wept in agony!
Oh that I might but once behold those eyes,
That to thy enamoured gaze alone seem fair;
Once hear that voice, whose music still replies
To the fond vows thy passionate accents swear:
Oh that I might but know the truth and die,
Nor live in this long dream of misery!


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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 6, 2010



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