Never

(Song)

Love hath no place in her, Though in her bosom be Love-thoughts and dreams that stir Longings that know not me: Love hath no place in her, No place for me.

Never within her eyes Do I the love-light see; Never her soul replies To the sad soul in me: Never with soul and eyes Speaks she to me.

She is a star, a rose, I but a moth, a bee; High in her heaven she glows, Blooms far away from me: She is a star, a rose, Never for me.

Why will I think of her To my heart's misery? Dreaming how sweet it were Had she a thought of me: Why will I think of her! Why, why, ah me!