There are infinities of light Bearing down upon our day And those possessing second sight Follow the unerring way.
But I am still alone in night For happiness has flown away As from their nest the young take flight Nothing beautiful can stay.
The flower's magic calls me still And beauty smiles from every face, Of sorrow I have had my fill And must depart this lonely place
But I need summon a higher will Or offer up this life to Grace, Though I cling to old attachments still And tender memories retrace.
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