TESTO DEL LIED

"Ask me no more"
di Lord Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892)

Ask me no more: the moon may draw the sea;
The cloud may stoop from heaven and take the shape,
With fold to fold, of mountain or of cape;
But O too fond, when have I answer'd thee?

Ask me no more.
Ask me no more: what answer should I give?
I love not hollow cheek or faded eye:
Yet, O my friend, I will not have thee die!
Ask me no more, lest I should bid thee live;

Ask me no more.
Ask me no more: thy fate and mine are seal'd:
I strove against the stream and all in vain;
Let the great river take me to the main.
No more, dear love, for at a touch I yield;

Ask me no more.