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Sunday, 8 January 2012

Hidden Flame by John Dryden

I feed a flame within, which so torments me
That it both pains my heart, and yet contains me:
‘Tis such a pleasing smart, and I so love it,
That I had rather die than once remove it. 

Yet he, for whom I grieve, shall never know it;
My tongue does not betray, nor my eyes show it.
Not a sigh, nor a tear, my pain discloses,
But they fall silently, like dew on roses. 

Thus, to prevent my Love from being cruel,
My heart’s the sacrifice, as ’tis the fuel;
And while I suffer this to give him quiet,
My faith rewards my love, though he deny it. 

On his eyes will I gaze, and there delight me;
While I conceal my love no frown can fright me.
To be more happy I dare not aspire,
Nor can I fall more low, mounting no higher.

From: http://www.poetry-archive.com/d/hidden_flame.html

Date: 1667

By: John Dryden (1631-1700)

Alternative Title: Song from The Maiden Queen or Secret Love