PRIDE: FATE.

Lullaby on the wing Of my song, O my own! Soft airs of evening Join my song's murmuring tone.

Lullaby, O my love! Close your eyes, lake-like clear; Lullaby, while above Wake the stars, with heaven near.

Lullaby, sweet, so still In arms of death; I alone Sing lullaby, like a rill, To your form, cold as a stone.

Lullaby, O my heart! Sleep in peace, all alone; Night has come, and your part For loving is wholly done!