I charm in vain; for never again,All keenly as my glance I bend,Will Memory, goddess coy,Embody for my joyDeparted days, nor let me gazeOn thee, my fairy friend! Yet could thy face, in mystic grace,A moment smile on me, 'twould sendFar-darting rays of lightFrom Heaven athwart the night,By which to read in very deedThy spirit, sweetest friend! So may the stream of Life's long dreamFlow gently onward to its end,With many a floweret gay,Adown its willowy way:May no sigh vex, no care perplex,My loving little friend!"- Excerpted from "The Game of Logic
I charm in vain; for never again,All keenly as my glance I bend,Will Memory, goddess coy,Embody for my joyDeparted days, nor let me gazeOn thee, my fairy friend! Yet could thy face, in mystic grace,A moment smile on me, 'twould sendFar-darting rays of lightFrom Heaven athwart the night,By which to read in very deedThy spirit, sweetest friend! So may the stream of Life's long dreamFlow gently onward to its end,With many a floweret gay,Adown its willowy way:May no sigh vex, no care perplex,My loving little friend!"- Excerpted from "The Game of Logic