She never told her loveClara Kathleen RogersShe never told her love,But let concealment, like a worm in the bud,Feed on her damask cheek...;She sat, like Patience on a monument,Smiling at grief.
← LibraryClara Kathleen Rogers · songShe never told her loveShe never told her love by Clara Kathleen Rogers with libretto, IPA, translation, and study tools.Audio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongShe never told her loveClara Kathleen RogersSheʃˈiːnevernˈɛvɐtoldtˈəʊldherhˈɜːlovelˈʌv,Butbˈʌtletlˈɛtconcealmentkənsˈiːlmənt,likelˈaɪkaeɪ̯wormwˈɜːminˈɪntheðəbudbˈʌd,Feedfˈiːdonˈɒnherhˈɜːdamaskdˈæmɑːskcheektʃˈiːk...;Sheʃˈiːsatsˈæt,likelˈaɪkPatiencepˈeɪʃənsonˈɒnaeɪ̯monumentmˈɒnjuːmənt,Smilingsmˈaɪlɪŋatˈætgriefɡɹˈiːf.