The Loving One Writes (Sonnet)

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Title:     The Loving One Writes (Sonnet)
Author: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe [More Titles by Goethe]

THE look that thy sweet eyes on mine impress

The pledge thy lips to mine convey,--the kiss,--

He who, like me, hath knowledge sure of this,

Can he in aught beside find happiness?

Removed from thee, friend-sever'd, in distress,

These thoughts I vainly struggle to dismiss:

They still return to that one hour of bliss,

The only one; then tears my grief confess.

But unawares the tear makes haste to dry:

He loves, methinks, e'en to these glades so still,--

And shalt not thou to distant lands extend?

Receive the murmurs of his loving sigh;

My only joy on earth is in thy will,

Thy kindly will tow'rd me; a token send!

1807.

-THE END-
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe's poem: The Loving One Writes (Sonnet)

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