Do You Ask Me If I Love You
J. WRIGHLEY. Publisher, of Songs, Ballars, and Toy Books, Conversation, Age, and Small Playing Cards, Alphabet Wood Blocks, Valentines, Motto Verses, and Cut Motto Paper &c. No. 27 Chatham Street. (OPPOSITE CITY HALL PALE) NEW YORK
Do you ask me if I Love you.
Do you ask me if I love you?
Do you bid me sound my heart,
That each word and thought may prove you
How you form life’s better part?
Then in low confession hear me!
Love’s sweet tale is easy told—
Earth is heaven when you are near me,
Heaven without you sad and cold.
Make you still those dear appealings,
For another, truer test
How life’s purest, holiest feelings
Only in your Keeping rest?
Proof I have—oh never fear me!—
Proof that still comes gathering on
Life is mind when you are near me,
Death begins when you are gone.
Every star that winks to Hesper
Through the glowing summer eve,
Hears some lover fondly whisper
Vows that women must believe.
But they are all false, I fear me,
If the heart has never said
“Fate, that cannot bring you near me,
Has no welcome boon instead!”
When you ask me if I love you,
I shall breathe no lover’s vow—
Call no star that beams above you—
Heap no praise on lip or brow;
Tis the altar love shall rear me—
These the words its priest shall say,
“While I live be ever near me;
Then bring fortune what it may!”