Amelia Opie

(12 November 1769 – 2 December 1853 / Norwich)

Song - Poem by Amelia Opie

I am wearing away like the snow in the sun,
I am wearing away from the pain in my heart;
But ne'er shall he know, who my peace has undone,
How bitter, how lasting, how deep is my smart.

I know he would pity--so kind is his soul,
To him my affliction would agony be;
But never, while I can my feelings control,
The youth whom I love shall know sorrow through me.

Though longing to weep, in his presence I'll smile,
Call the flush of my cheek the pure crimson of health;
His fears for my peace by my song I'll beguile,
Nor venture to gaze on his eyes but by stealth.

For conscious I am, by my glance is exprest
The passion that faithful as hopeless will be,
And he, whom, alas! I can ne'er render blest,
Shall never, no never, know sorrow through me.

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  • Rookie Amera Andersen (7/18/2007 2:02:00 PM)

    In L13 misspelled word, should be 'expressed' (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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