I held her hand, the pledge of bliss,
Her hand that trembled and withdrew;
She bent her head before my kiss...
My heart was sure that hers was true.
Now I have told her I must part,
She shakes my hand, she bids adieu,
Nor shuns the kiss. Alas, my heart!
Hers never was the heart for you.
The Test
Walter Savage Landor
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Poem topics: never, head, true, kiss, I love you, I miss you, heart, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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