Classic Poem

B ELOVÈD , do you know that when you weep,
My heart weeps too in unison with tears
That water the lost joy of all our years?
Be it your will that I forever steep
My soul in this despair, I gladly reap
The pain I sowed and pay my Faith's arrears,
If I could but dispel your soul's sick fears
And for your spirit its sad vigil keep.
Teach me, my own, some ardent sacrifice
To win the gladness back to your dear eyes,
Some antidote to this eternal pain.
What would I give if I could bear a part
Of what I have inflicted on your heart,
And by my torture let you live again!