HOW DOES LOVE SPEAK?

How does Love speak? In the faint flush upon the tell-tale cheek, And in the pallor that succeeds it; by The quivering lid of an averted eye —

The smile that proves the parent of a sigh: Thus doth Love speak. How does Love speak? By the uneven heart-throbs, and the freak

Of bounding pulses that stand still and ache While new emotions, like strange barges, make Along vein-channels their disturbing course, Still as the dawn, and with the dawn's swift force:

Thus doth Love speak. How does Love speak? In the avoidance of that which we seek The sudden silence and reserve when near;

The eye that glistens with an unshed tear; The joy that seems the counterpart of fear, As the alarmed heart leads in the breast, And knows, and names, and greets its godlike guest:

Thus doth Love speak. How does Love speak? In the proud spirit suddenly grown meek, The haughty heart grown humble; in the tender

And unnamed light that floods the world with splendour; In the resemblance which the fond eyes trace In all fair things to one beloved face; In the shy touch of hands that thrill and tremble;

In looks and lips that can no more dissemble: Thus doth Love speak. How does Love speak? In wild words that uttered seem so weak

They shrink ashamed to silence; in the fire Glance strikes with glance, swift flashing high and higher, Like lightnings that precede the mighty storm In the deep, soulful stillness; in the warm,

Impassioned tide that sweeps thro’ throbbing veins, Between the shores of keen delights and pains; In the embrace where madness melts in bliss, And in the convulsive rapture of a kiss:

Thus doth Love speak.