LEMON. Discretion. 
LOVE UNSPOKEN. 
They seemed, to those who saw them meet, 
The worldly friends of every day; 
Her smile was undisturbed and sweet, 
His courtesy was free and gay. 
But yet, if one the other’s name 
In some unguarded moment heard, 
The heart you thought so calm and tame 
Would struggle like a captive bird. 
And letters of mere formal phrase 
Were blistered with repeated tears; 
And this was not the work of days, 
But had gone on for years and years. 
Alas, that love was not too strong 
For maiden shame and manly pride! 
Alas, that they delayed so long 
The goal of mutual bliss beside! 
Yet what no chance could then reveal, 
And neither would be first to own, 
Let fate and courage now conceal, 
When truth could bring remorse alone. 
R. M. Milnes. 
