My tears in torrents freely roll,
And with deep groanings wait,
To move thy feeling heart’s reply;
But vainly, all astray,
If e’er so bold to be I try,
I know not what to say.
I know not what, in trembling fear,
That seals my lips, as yet to learn
A foolish hope, thou mayst ev’n here
My hapless love discern.