Poems (Rowe)/Had you but Spoken then

by Louise Jopling Rowe

HAD YOU BUT SPOKEN THEN!

THE World was Summer when we met
 A radiant blue shone in our skies;
Our meeting hands scarce touched, and yet
 The love-light flashing from your eyes
Awoke a flame within my heart!
 Were future years within our ken,
We should not, love, have met to part,
 Had you but spoken then!

I could have steeped your soul in bliss;
 The secret stores of Love were mine.
All Heaven lay within my kiss,
 The nectar'd draughts of Passion's wine.
Ah me! We wander different ways,
 We know not where we meet, or when.
Oh, life were full of happy days,
 Had you but spoken then!