How Does Love Speak? In The Faint Flush Upon The Tell-Tale Cheek, And In The Pallor That Succeeds It; By The Quivering Lid Of An Averted Eye - The Smile That Proves The Parent Of A Sigh: Thus Doth Love Speak. How Does Love Speak? By The Uneven Heart-Throbs, And The Freak Of Bounding Pulses That Stand Still And Ache While New Emotions, Like Strange Barges, Make Along Vein-Channels Their Disturbing Course, Still As The Dawn, And With The Dawn'S Swift Force: Thus Doth Love Speak. How Does Love Speak? In The Avoidance Of That Which We Seek The Sudden Silence And Reserve When Near; The Eye That Glistens With An Unshed Tear; The Joy That Seems The Counterpart Of Fear, As The Alarmed Heart Leads In The Breast, And Knows, And Names, And Greets Its Godlike Guest: Thus Doth Love Speak. How Does Love Speak? In The Proud Spirit Suddenly Grown Meek, The Haughty Heart Grown Humble; In The Tender And Unnamed Light That Floods The World With Splendour; In The Resemblance Which The Fond Eyes Trace In All Fair Things To One Beloved Face; In The Shy Touch Of Hands That Thrill And Tremble; In Looks And Lips That Can No More Dissemble: Thus Doth Love Speak. How Does Love Speak? In Wild Words That Uttered Seem So Weak They Shrink Ashamed To Silence; In The Fire Glance Strikes With Glance, Swift Flashing High And Higher, Like Lightnings That Precede The Mighty Storm In The Deep, Soulful Stillness; In The Warm, Impassioned Tide That Sweeps Thro' Throbbing Veins, Between The Shores Of Keen Delights And Pains; In The Embrace Where Madness Melts In Bliss, And In The Convulsive Rapture Of A Kiss: Thus Doth Love Speak.