The blackened skies have reached the garden walk;
Yet my poor heart tonight cannot be not the restlessâ?¦
The lights that have been failed, the lost of sounds talk,
Are they the remnants of the dream in sadness?
...
How dark and heavyâ??s the deliriumâ??s embrace!
How theyâ??re turbid under moon â?? the heights!
To have touched Violin for so many years
And not distinguish those Strings in light!
...
My lifeâ??s burdenâ??s for me light and shone,
I wonâ??t you to be baffled or wound;
And not God, who had thought on a stone â??
I do pity the stone heâ??s found.
...
Among the worlds, the sparkling spheres,
The name of One Star only I repeat...
It's not because I love Her dearly
But just because I pine with others. ...
How many schemes may die
In one short Afternoon
Entirely unknown
To those they most concern-
The man that was not lost
Because by accident
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