I DO NOT LOVE THEE
by: Caroline Elizabeth
Sarah Norton (1808-1876)
- DO not
love thee!---no! I do not love thee!
- And yet when thou art absent I am sad;
- And envy even the bright blue sky above thee,
- Whose quiet stars may see thee and be glad.
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- I do not love thee!---yet, I know not why,
- Whate'er thou dost seems still well done, to me:
- And often in my solitude I sigh
- That those I do love are not more like thee!
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- I do not love thee!---yet, when thou art gone,
- I hate the sound (though those who speak be dear)
- Which breaks the lingering echo of the tone
- Thy voice of music leaves upon my ear.
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- I do not love thee!---yet thy speaking eyes,
- With their deep, bright, and most expressive blue,
- Between me and the midnight heaven arise,
- Oftener than any eyes I ever knew.
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- I know I do not love thee! yet, alas!
- Others will scarcely trust my candid heart;
- And oft I catch them smiling as they pass,
- Because they see me gazing where thou art.
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