By John Cutts, Lord Cutts


ONLY tell her that I love:
         Leave the rest to her and Fate:
Some kind planet from above
May perhaps her pity move:
         Lovers on their stars must wait.--
Only tell her that I love!

Why, O why should I despair!
         Mercy 's pictured in her eye:
If she once vouchsafe to hear,
Welcome Hope and farewell Fear!
         She 's too good to let me die.--
Why, O why should I despair?

DayPoems Poem No. 413
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The DayPoems Poetry Collection,
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