[Anacardo]

NEVER SEEK TO TELL THY LOVE,
Love that never told can be,
For the gentle wind doth move,
Silently, invisibly.

I told my love, I told my love,
I told her all my heart,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears,
Ah! She did depart!

Soon after she was gone from me
A traveler came by;
Silently, invisibly,
He took her with a sigh.