Alfred de Musset

(1810-1857 / France)

Song Of Fortunio - Poem by Alfred de Musset

If you suppose I'm going to say
Whose love I dare,
I would not for an empire's sway
Her name declare.

Nay, sing we turn about this air
If you think meet,
That I adore her --- she is fair
As is the wheat.

I to her whim where-er it leads,
Or bids, defer,
And I can if my life she needs
Give that to her.

The anguish which a love untold
Makes us endure,
My heart has torn, mt heart will hold
Till death, I'm sure.

But I too fondly love to say
Whose love I dare;
I's for my darling die --- not aye
Her name declare.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 14, 2010



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