[00:00.23]I Love Thee
[00:01.55]by Thomas Hood
[00:03.13]I love thee—I love thee!
[00:07.67]’Tis all that I can say;—
[00:09.95]It is my vision in the night,
[00:12.66]My dreaming in the day;
[00:14.74]The very echo of my heart,
[00:17.64]The blessing when I pray:
[00:20.80]I love thee—I love thee!
[00:24.78]Is all that I can say.
[00:26.82]I love thee—I love thee!
[00:30.28]Is ever on my tongue;
[00:31.65]In all my proudest poesy
[00:33.79]That chorus still is sung;
[00:35.57]It is the verdict of my eyes,
[00:38.28]Amidst the gay and young:
[00:39.91]I love thee—I love thee!
[00:43.02]A thousand maids among.
[00:45.51]I love thee—I love thee!
[00:49.47]Thy bright hazel glance,
[00:51.83]The mellow lute upon those lips,
[00:55.23]Whose tender tones entrance;
[00:57.27]But most, dear heart of hearts, thy proofs
[01:02.16]That still these words enhance,
[01:03.79]I love thee—I love thee!
[01:07.77]Whatever be thy chance.