Since I can not, dare, not, send my letters
Through the silence, I will send my heart.
“‘She will hear, while twilight’s shades infold her,
All the gathered love she knows so well;
Deepest love my words have even told her—
Deeper still all I can never tell.’
“Wondering at the strange, mysterious power
That has touched her heart, then she will say:
‘Some one whom I love, this very hour
Thinks of me, and loves me far away!’