No, it is not you I love so ardently,
The glitter of your beauty is not for me:
I love in you my past suffering
And my perished youth.
"No, it is not you I love so ardently..." (1841) - Poems
No, it is not you I love so ardently,
The glitter of your beauty is not for me:
I love in you my past suffering
And my perished youth.
"No, it is not you I love so ardently..." (1841) - Poems