If you suppose I'm going to say <br />Whose love I dare, <br />I would not for an empire's sway <br />Her name declare. <br /> <br />Nay, sing we turn about this air <br />If you think meet, <br />That I adore her --- she is fair <br />As is the wheat. <br /> <br />I to her whim where-er it leads, <br />Or bids, defer, <br />And I can if my life she needs <br />Give that to her. <br /> <br />The anguish which a love untold <br />Makes us endure, <br />My heart has torn, mt heart will hold <br />Till death, I'm sure. <br /> <br />But I too fondly love to say <br />Whose love I dare; <br />I's for my darling die --- not aye <br />Her name declare.<br /><br />Alfred de Musset<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-of-fortunio/
