Mar 21 2005

Loves Secret

Published by at 4:36 pm under William Blake Love Poems

Loves Secret

by William Blake

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Never seek to tell thy love, 

Love that never told can be;

For the gentle wind does move

Silently, invisibly.

I told my love, I told my love,

I told her all my heart;

Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears,

Ah! she did depart!

Soon as she was gone from me,

A traveler came by,

Silently, invisibly

He took her with a sigh.

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34 Responses to “Loves Secret”

  1. Gueston 31 May 2005 at 5:42 am

    I thought it was a tragedy, he old her how he felt and she just left, how sad is that.

  2. Gueston 26 Apr 2005 at 12:52 pm

    talk a little on how you felt then poem will have mor emotion

  3. Gueston 15 Oct 2005 at 9:07 pm

    I think rather, he told her he was gay.
    Ah, she did depart.

  4. Gueston 06 Jan 2006 at 3:25 am

    Read the 2nd line. He did NOT tell her how he felt and time slipped away until, in the 2nd verse, he told her and it was too late. Any number of things may have happened behind that verse, but she went with someone else. Blake is telling a profound truth about love. If you have feelings for someone, tell them soon, because, often, they will not wait around for your fear to leave. And you may not even be aware that someone else took them until it is too late.

  5. Gueston 06 Jan 2006 at 9:11 pm

    I think this poem is to short. what were her reactions to you telling your heart, and did u wait too long to tell her, because she allowed him to take her.

  6. Gueston 20 Feb 2006 at 7:49 pm

    Dr William you are right. Men wait too long to show their love. By the time they do it\’s too late she has already given up and parts away to someone who will appreciate her.

  7. Gueston 24 May 2006 at 12:39 am

    Love is not a thing which automatically can be made in her mind when he express his feelings of love to her.It is very sad that one loves the one who loves another.

  8. Gueston 01 Jun 2006 at 12:37 am

    If it\’s true love, it will be. It it\’s not true love, the heart will wander.

  9. Gueston 11 Mar 2006 at 11:47 am

    This sad..when you love some oen tell them that you do..show it often..life is so fleeting.

  10. i_of_the_leafon 15 Feb 2007 at 11:15 pm

    The way that i have been interpreting this piece is quite different that what has been commented above: Love is like wind, it is unspeakable, gentle, sacred…if you express your love too outright, in fear and grasping, it can intimidate, it can turn love sour. I think that this poem is about keeping love sacred, about letting it cultivate without DEFINITIONS. In the sencond verse, he proclaims his love, in \”ghastly fears\” and she departs. In the third line, a new lover takes her \”with a sigh\”. Silently, gracefully. Love is not proclaimed by words, only in action and gesture.

  11. edon 13 Apr 2007 at 1:50 am

    Blake is speaking clear english in this piece which is rare. Through this realization it is clear to me that this piece is meant to be clear because it is very important to him that the message comes across. He is saying that love can not be created with words. If it is to be than it happens. No ammount of briliance or language usage can srufice for nature\\\’s or god\\\’s will. More deeply he is showing the tragedy in the disolutionment that comes from being turned down or rejected by someone you think the world of. All his efforts to express his deepest feelings and his worship for this person was not enough. The most tragic and punctuating part is the end which says dispite his pain sorrow and best efforts to express his deepest love he not only is rejected but his lady settles for someone who doesn\\\’t have much care for her at all. This not only shows the death of his reality but it shows the death of all mens. That he could not over come nature with his best efforts is reflective of man\\\’s ability. We die spiritually when we fail to conquer love. This is a piece about the inability of man to create love and the irrelevence language has if it has no object. Language is only as beautiful as reality and it is as tragic as reality too. The wisdom one can take from this is that we should not forget that language only expresses what is already there it doesnt create what one wishes to expierence. If love was a product of our imaginations it would surely not be so special. We can only wonder what works mysteriously in the universe– the mystery that elludes our most trying efforts. To harness love is impossible but to fall in love and be rejected is not. On the bright side though, if you are lucky enough to ever fall into true love then you will have captured somthing truely elusive. Somthing you\\\’ll be delighted to know that words can never contain.

  12. carlieon 14 Nov 2007 at 12:45 pm

    :grin it makes me giggle lolz

  13. Briton 28 Nov 2007 at 9:26 am

    He…definitly did profess his love..you can tell by him saying \”I told my love\” the second line is saying that you shouldn\’t say you love someone because it leaves you vulnerable…and could scare your love away

  14. keandra mayeson 08 May 2008 at 10:13 am

    i luv that poem

  15. laurenon 14 Dec 2008 at 7:40 pm

    This is a beautiful poem. It helped me reaize that that is what happened to one of my ex-boyfriends. Someone came and took him from me.

  16. alyssiaon 11 Sep 2008 at 9:20 am

    wat the hell ed
    hw muc are ug onnna wirte
    we all knw its good no need to g overr boardd :sigh :p 8) ;) :grin :) :roll :eek :cry :? :( :x :zzz :upset

  17. rywyron 23 Nov 2008 at 4:33 pm

    :p :zzz :zzz :upset :zzz :zzz :upset :?

  18. K.S.N. Reddyon 07 Feb 2009 at 7:25 am

    Shelly\\\’s poem tells me this:
    Love is beyond verbalization. It, like wind, can only be sourced to God. Merge with the totality of Love and be in it. You can not possess it, you can only be in it. It may briefly touch you for a time while waiting to be joined by the timeless Traveller.Perceptive human love is breezy, ephemeral. Look for Love Transcendental.

  19. Rajeshon 12 Feb 2009 at 2:20 pm

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  20. tiffanyon 17 Feb 2009 at 2:34 pm

    aww tht is really sweet i love dis poem :)

  21. jraed pakadeli on 04 Mar 2009 at 8:38 pm

    :cry i love blake :p AND REBEKA this poem reminds me of her.. pointless, depressing and confusing..

  22. michaelon 10 Mar 2009 at 4:40 pm

    to K.S.N Reddy – you need to get a life. Get out of mom and dads basement, stop falling in love with women you don\\\’t know. you are retarded.

  23. carlyon 27 Apr 2009 at 9:23 pm

    this poem opened my eyes i need to tell my one true love how i feel :cry :cry :cry :? :roll :grin :) ;) 8) :p :sigh :zzz :upset :( :x :eek

  24. alisha on 08 Nov 2009 at 11:10 pm

    :) :grin :zzz :p :p 8) omg this is sos nice sentit to blake and dyaln and putin on facebook

  25. blake on 08 Nov 2009 at 11:15 pm

    8) :grin :zzz :roll it really gd read it and u will cry because blake did. love u love alisha xoxox

  26. Ernieon 08 Feb 2010 at 10:36 pm

    There is a deeper meaning to this poem, and it is a sad one. The poet\’s beloved \”departed\” meaning she died. Death is the wind, silent and invisible. The traveler who came by and took her away is Death itself. The poet is ruing falling in love and having his loved one taken away by Death.

  27. ninaon 22 Feb 2010 at 10:59 am

    i think dat its really sweet and no one really knows how to tell someone how you feel!** :) :roll :? ;) :sigh :cry :grin ;)

  28. hapydreamron 06 May 2010 at 12:33 am

    rather, i think that this poem is a story of the risk of confessing one\\\’s love. he says in the second verse that he confessed his heart to her, yet she left. he fell in love with her, they were not romantically involved. he confessed to her, she did not feel the same way, she distanced herself from him, and fell in love with someone else, who did not confess his love… 8)

  29. Gueston 03 Oct 2010 at 5:01 pm

    really sad poem;-( , I mean… she just left him, ;-(

    kerryxxx :kiss:

  30. SALAHADDINon 04 Jan 2011 at 4:20 pm

    THE POETS ERA IS JUST LIKE OURS NOTHING IS CALLED LOVE . LOVE EXISTS ONLY IN POEME AND NOVELS.ATTRACTION IS THE NEW WORD FOR LOVE IF THE WOMAN U LIKE DOESN’T FEEL IT THEN U R KNOCKING THE WRONG DOOR. BELIEVE YOU ALL I REALLY HAVE A GOOD EXPERIENCE IN THAT.HOWEVER, THAT DOES NOT BLAKE WAS NOT A GOOD POET HE REALLY WAS ON OF THE BEST AMONG HIS CONTEMPRORIES.===========SALAHADDIN

  31. Madokaon 17 Feb 2011 at 5:42 am

    awwwwwwwwww ;-( so sad! ;-(

  32. fatameon 09 Feb 2013 at 9:19 am

    i like Blake poems so much because they are similar to our literature -parsian litreture and i think his poems are very mystical :angel:

  33. Kovalevsky Vladimiron 01 Oct 2013 at 2:40 pm

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  34. Joshon 23 Dec 2013 at 6:40 am

    And he learned somethin’ from the blue eyed girl, sink or swim you got to give it whirl. Otherwise someone else will

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