Classic Poem

One little minute more, Maud,
— One little whisper more;
I have a word to speak, Maud,
— I never breathed before.
What can it be but love , Maud;
— And do I rightly guess
'Tis pleasant to your ear, Maud?
— O darling! tell me yes!

The burden of my heart, Maud,
— There's little need to tell;
There's little need to say, Maud,
— I've loved you long and well.
There's language in a sigh, Maud,
— One's meaning to express,
And yours — was it for me , Maud?
— O darling! tell me yes!

My eyes have told my love, Maud,
— And on my burning cheek,
You've read the tender thought, Maud,
— My lips refused to speak.
I gave you all my heart, Maud,
— 'Tis needless to confess;
And did you give me yours, Maud?
— O darling! tell me yes!

'Tis sad to starve a love, Maud,
— So worshipful and true;
I know a little cot, Maud,
— Quite large enough for two;
And you will be my wife, Maud?
— So may you ever bless
Through all your sunny life, Maud,
— The day you answered yes!