'Twas a new feeling - something more <br />Than we had dared to own before, <br />Which then we hid not; <br />We saw it in each other's eye, <br />And wished, in every half-breathed sigh, <br />To speak, but did not. <br /> <br />She felt my lips' impassioned touch - <br />'Twas the first time I dared so much, <br />And yet she chid not; <br />But whispered o'er my burning brow, <br />'Oh, do you doubt I love you now?' <br />Sweet soul! I did not. <br /> <br />Warmly I felt her bosom thrill, <br />I pressed it closer, closer still, <br />Though gently bid not; <br />Till - oh! the world hath seldom heard <br />Of lovers, who so nearly erred, <br />And yet, who did not.<br /><br />Thomas Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/did-not/
