قصيدة (لا تخبر العالم بأنك تنتظرني) Don't Tell the Word that you waiting for me

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    Don't Tell the World that You're
    Waiting for Me


    THREE summers have gone since the first time we met, love,
    And still 'tis in vain that I ask thee to wed ;
    I hear no reply but a gentle " Not yet, love,"
    With a smile of your lip, and a shake of your head.
    Ah ! how oft have I whispered, how oft have I sued thee,
    And breathed my soul's question of " When shall it be ?"
    You know, dear, how long and how truly I've wooed thee,
    So don't tell the world that you're waiting for me.

    I have fashioned a home, where the fairies might dwell, love,
    I've planted the myrtle, the rose, and the vine ;
    But the cottage to me is a mere hermit's cell, love,
    And the bloom will be dull till the flowers are thine.
    I've a ring of bright gold, which I gaze on when lonely,
    And sigh with Hope's eloquence, " When will it be ?"
    There needs but thy " Yes," love—one little word only,
    So don't tell the world that you're waiting for me.

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