Poems (Hooper)/Touch Not

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TOUCH NOT.
Wo still ein Herz von Liebe glüht.
Where glows a heart with silent love Lay not thy reckless hand thereon;Extinguish not the heavenly spark; Indeed, indeed, 'twere not well done!
If e'er a spot all unprofaned Is found upon this world of ours,It is a youthful human heart When first it yields to pure Love's pow'rs.
Oh, grant thou still the dream that comes 'Mid rosy blossoms of the May!Thou know'st not what a paradise Doth with that vision pass away.
There broke full many a valiant heart When love was reft away by fate,And many, suff'ring, wander forth, Filled with all bitterness and hate.
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And many bleeding, wounded sore, Shriek loud for hopes forever fled,And mid the world's dust fling them down, For godlike Love to them was dead.
And weep, complain, e'en as thou wilt, Not all thy penitence and painCan cause a faded rose to bloom, Or bid a dead heart live again.Geibel.
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