LOVE IS TIMID.

Love is timid, love is shy,

Can you tell me, tell me why?

Ah! tell me why true love should be

Afraid to meet the kindly smile

Of him she loves, from him would flee,

Yet thinks upon him all the while?

Can you tell me, tell me why

Love is timid, love is shy?

Love is timid, love is shy,

Can you tell me, tell me why?

True love, they say, delights to dwell

In some sequester'd, lonely bow'r,

With him she loves, where none can tell

Her tender look in passion's hour.

Can you tell me, tell me why

Love is timid, love is shy?

Love is timid, love is shy,

Can you tell me, tell me why?

Love, like the lonely nightingale,

Will pour her heart, when all is lone;

Nor will repeat, amidst the vale,

Her notes to any, but to one.

Can you tell me, tell me why

Love is timid, love is shy?