Never Seek To Tell Thy Love Never seek to tell thy love Love that never told can be, For the gentle wind doth move Silently, invisibly. I told my love, I told my love, I told her all my heart, Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears, Ah, she doth depart. I lay me down upon a bank, Where love lay sleeping, I heard among the rushes dank Weeping, weeping.