Here you will find the Poem Sweetheart, Sigh No More of poet Thomas Bailey Aldrich
It was with doubt and trembling I whispered in her ear. Go, take her answer, bird-on-bough, That all the world may hear-- _Sweetheart, sigh no more_! Sing it, sing it, tawny throat, Upon the wayside tree, How fair she is, how true she is, How dear she is to me-- _Sweetheart, sigh no more_! Sing it, sing it, and through the summer long The winds among the clover-tops, And brooks, for all their silvery stops, Shall envy you the song-- _Sweetheart, sigh no more!_
