Poems (Osgood)/The Heart's Answer
THE HEART'S ANSWER
a song.
"Speak—speak to me, darling! Hide thy sweet blush in my breast; Breathe but one dear little murmur; Thine eyes shall tell me the rest.
Say only thou wilt be mine, love; Whisper me one little—"Yes!" Ah! thou art silent,—thy soul, love, Feels not my pleading caress!"
Low as the sigh of a flower, Heard in the stillness of night, Came the fond tones of the maiden, Trembling with fear and delight,—
"Ask not the word from my lips, love; Need'st thou so idle a sign! Dost thou not hear my heart answer, Thus beating softly on thine?"