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I cannot tell what I would tell thee, / What I would say, what thou shouldst hear: / Words of the soul that should compell thee, / Words of the heart to draw thee near.
For when thou smilest, thou, who fillest / My life with joy, and I would speak, / 'T is then my lips and tongue are stillest, / Knowing all language is too weak.
Look in my eyes: read there confession: / The truest love has least of art: / Nor needs it words for its expression / When soul speaks soul and heart speaks heart.