Inhaltsangabe
Excerpt from The Lover's Hours
The house of strife, the place of tears, The soul in midnight space adrift, These are the round of all my fears The seat of strife, the fount of tears, Until the stifling shadows lift And day looks coldly through the rift.
Awake, my heart! Thy prayers unsaid Although to God they never rise, May haply float about her bed. Awake, sad heart! Thy tears unshed.
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