I loved thee; and perchance until this moment br Within my breast is smouldering still the fire! br Yet I would spare thy pain the least renewal, br Nothing shall rouse again the old desire! br br I loved thee with a silent desperation-- br Now timid, now with jealousy brought low, br I loved devoutly,--with such deep devotion-- br Ah may God grant another love thee so! br br br Another Translation: br br I loved you once: perhaps that love has yet br To die down thoroughly within my soul; br But let it not dismay you any longer; br I have no wish to cause you any sorrow. br I loved you wordlessly, without a hope, br By shyness tortured, or by jealousy. br I loved you with such tenderness and candor br And pray God grants you to be loved that way again.