Song - by John Keats

You say you love; but with a voice

Chaster than a nun's, who singeth

The soft vespers to herself

While the chime-bell ringeth—

Song - by Hartley Coleridge

She is not fair to outward view

As many maidens be,

Her loveliness I never knew

Until she smiled on me;

Song(Secret Love) - by John Clare

I hid my love when young while I

Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly

I hid my love to my despite

Till I could not bear to look at light