Love's Secret
William Blake
1757 to 1827
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. Take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Silently, invisibly:
For the gentle wind doth move
Never seek to tell thy love,
I told her all my heart,
Love that never told can be;
Silently, invisibly.
He took her with a sigh.
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears.
Ah! she did depart!
I told my love, I told my love,
A traveller came by,
Soon after she was gone from me,