Here you will find the Poem Song of poet Amelia Opie
I am wearing away like the snow in the sun, I am wearing away from the pain in my heart; But ne'er shall he know, who my peace has undone, How bitter, how lasting, how deep is my smart. I know he would pity--so kind is his soul, To him my affliction would agony be; But never, while I can my feelings control, The youth whom I love shall know sorrow through me. Though longing to weep, in his presence I'll smile, Call the flush of my cheek the pure crimson of health; His fears for my peace by my song I'll beguile, Nor venture to gaze on his eyes but by stealth. For conscious I am, by my glance is exprest The passion that faithful as hopeless will be, And he, whom, alas! I can ne'er render blest, Shall never, no never, know sorrow through me.