Jane Wilde

27 December 1821 – 3 February 1896

Suleima To Her Lover.From The Turkish

Thou reck’nest seven Heavens; I but one:
And thou art it, Beloved! Voice and hand,
And eye and mouth, are but the angel band
Who minister around that highest throne
Thy godlike heart. And there I reign supreme,
And choose, at will, the angel who I deem
Will sing the sweetest, words I love to hear
That short, sweet song, whose echo clear
Will last throughout eternity:
“I love thee!
How I love thee!”
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