Violet'S Song

III.

Bird, I am drooping in tears alone, Pressing my cheek 'gainst the cold, grey stone, And looking upward with aching eye, Through the tender depths of the morning sky;-- But thy form fades out in that glorious sea That lieth so calmly 'twixt thee and me; A speck--it is lost in the azure deep! And I droop in the deepening gloom, and weep My sorrowful life away!

O voice of passionate song!-- O bright, unwavering eye!-- O free wing soaring in limitless flight Beyond the stretch of my aching sight! How the cold earth darkens in sudden night! How I shudder, and faint, and die!