English poem
The Clouded Soul
by Laurence Alma-Tadema (1865–1940)
O what have you done with your heart, daughter, And what have you done to your soul, my dear? Your heart was like a lily in June, And your soul as a crystal clear....
O, I've thrown my heart in a well, mother, For the lily was sick, and needed rain: O, I've wept a cloud round my soul, mother, And we never shall see it again....