I love thee as I love the tone
Of some soft-breathing flute
Whose soul is wak'd for me alone,
When all beside is mute.


Poems (ed. 1826)


I love thee as I love the tone Of some soft-breathing flute Whose soul is wak'd for me alone, When all beside is mute.

I love thee as I love the tone Of some soft-breathing flute Whose soul is wak'd for me alone, When all beside is mute.

I love thee as I love the tone Of some soft-breathing flute Whose soul is wak'd for me alone, When all beside is mute.

I love thee as I love the tone Of some soft-breathing flute Whose soul is wak'd for me alone, When all beside is mute.