Love's Secret
William Blake
1757 to 1827
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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He took her with a sigh.
For the gentle wind doth move
Love that never told can be;
I told her all my heart,
Never seek to tell thy love,
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears.
A traveller came by,
Soon after she was gone from me,
Ah! she did depart!
I told my love, I told my love,
Silently, invisibly.
Silently, invisibly: