Author George, Baron Lansdowne Granville I'll tell her the next time, said I: In vain! in vain! for when I try, Upon my tim'rous tongue the trembling accents die. Alas! a thousand thousand fears Still overawe when she appears; My breath is spent in sighs, my eyes are drown'd in tears. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments