Letra de Shall I Strive?

Shall I strive with words to move When deeds receive Receive not due regard? Shall I speak and neither please Nor be heard Nor be freely heard? Grief, alas, though all in vain Her anguish must reveal She alone my wound shall know Though she will not heal Shall I strive with words to move When deeds receive Receive not due regard? Shall I speak and neither please Nor be heard Nor be freely heard? Grief, alas, though all in vain Her anguish must reveal She alone my wound shall know Though she will not heal All woes have end, though awhile delayed Our patience Our patience proving Oh, see that time's strange effects Could but make him Could but make him loving me Storms calm at last, and why may not She leave off She leave off her frowning? Oh, see that time's strange effects Could but make her Could but make her loving me Storms calm at last, and why may not She leave off She leave off her frowning? Oh, see that time's strange effects Could but make her Could but make her loving me