Would you care for a poem with your Monday evening? Allow me to suggest a cup of hot green tea as well. I can provide the poem; however, the cup of tea is beyond my capability.
Poem of the Week: “Love’s Secret” by William Blake (1757-1827)- an English poet of the Romantic Age.
“Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind doth move
I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears.
Ah! she did depart!
Soon after she was gone from me,
A traveller came by,
He took her with a sigh.”
I find this view of love interesting and unique. It’s sad in its own way, but I also find it rather comedic. What do you think? 🙂