I Would I Knew The Lady Of Thy Heart! [Sonnet]

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Title:     I Would I Knew The Lady Of Thy Heart! [Sonnet]
Author: Fanny Kemble [More Titles by 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 enamour'd 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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Fanny Kemble's poem: Sonnet [I Would I Knew The Lady Of Thy Heart!]

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