English Poetry. Edward Rowland Sill. The Mystery. Эдвард Роулэнд Силл.

Edward Rowland Sill (Эдвард Роулэнд Силл)

The Mystery

I NEVER know why 't is I love thee so:
I do not think 't is that thine eyes for me
Grow bright as sudden sunshine on the sea;
Nor for thy rose-leaf lips, or breast of snow,
Or voice like quiet waters where they flow.

So why I love thee well I cannot tell:
Only it is that when thou speak'st to me
'T is thy voice speaks, and when thy face I see
It is thy face I see; and it befell
Thou wert, and I was, and I love thee well.

Edward Rowland Sill’s other poems:

1. Summer Rain
2. Appreciated
3. Night and Peace
4. Among the Redwoods
5. Hermione

Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):

Gilbert Chesterton (Гилберт Честертон) The Mystery (“If sunset clouds could grow on trees”)

Paul Dunbar (Пол Данбар) The Mystery (“I was not; now I am–a few days hence”)

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