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BETROTHAL SONG.
As he who the dead night through unhappy watches and wakes,
And is glad of the pallid surf where the first wave of morning breaks,
As he long pent in a dungeon is glad of the first free breath,
As he who is tortured with living is glad of the promise of death,
As he who is weary to sickness is glad of the ceasing of strife,
I am glad of the thought of your presence, of your feet in the ways of my life!
And is glad of the pallid surf where the first wave of morning breaks,
As he long pent in a dungeon is glad of the first free breath,
As he who is tortured with living is glad of the promise of death,
As he who is weary to sickness is glad of the ceasing of strife,
I am glad of the thought of your presence, of your feet in the ways of my life!
As autumn weeps for the summer, and night grieves after the day,
As age reaches arms back to youth, and December thrusts hands out to May,
As all that is sad and unloved desires all that is happy and dear,
As all that is stormy and dark loves all that is quiet and clear,
As despair yearns back for a life burnt out at an idol's feet,
My heart yearns passionate after, whenever you leave me, sweet!
As age reaches arms back to youth, and December thrusts hands out to May,
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As all that is stormy and dark loves all that is quiet and clear,
As despair yearns back for a life burnt out at an idol's feet,
My heart yearns passionate after, whenever you leave me, sweet!
As the world, with its broken lives, hopes ever, for ever longs
For a new bright life that shall lighten its darkness and right its wrongs,
As the starlight dreams of the moon, as the moonlight dreams of the sun,
So I dream of the day that is coming, when I and my heart shall be one:
When you who are one with my heart, with all of its pleasure and pain,
Shall be one with my life for ever, and never leave me again!
For a new bright life that shall lighten its darkness and right its wrongs,
As the starlight dreams of the moon, as the moonlight dreams of the sun,
So I dream of the day that is coming, when I and my heart shall be one:
When you who are one with my heart, with all of its pleasure and pain,
Shall be one with my life for ever, and never leave me again!
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