i Love You my Dear...

II loved you once,
nor can this heart be quiet;
For it would seem that love still lingers there;
But do not you be further troubled by it;
I would in no wise hurt you, oh, my dear.
I loved you without hope,
a mute offender;
What jealous pangs, what shy despairs I knew!
A love as deep as this,
as true, as tender,
God grant another may yet offer you.