Pierce with thy beams my darkly troubled breast,
My aching breast;
Hasten to flight its dark-winged demon-guest,
Its transient guest;
And calm with hallowed breath its wild unrest,
Its deep unrest.
My aching breast;
Hasten to flight its dark-winged demon-guest,
Its transient guest;
And calm with hallowed breath its wild unrest,
Its deep unrest.
Pass o'er the portals of my soul to-night,
So dark to-night;
Put the red demon of Despair to flight,
To endless flight;
Abide therein, exalted, pure and bright,
Undimmed and bright.
So dark to-night;
Put the red demon of Despair to flight,
To endless flight;
Abide therein, exalted, pure and bright,
Undimmed and bright.
THE ROSES
I would sing of the roses
Their fragrance, their color, their form;
The beautiful fragrant storm
Of petals, dainty rose petals
That down on the soft grass settles
To keep the daisies warm.
Their fragrance, their color, their form;
The beautiful fragrant storm
Of petals, dainty rose petals
That down on the soft grass settles
To keep the daisies warm.
Each exquisite bud that uncloses,
To me is an inspiration
A wonderful new creation
That some mind has thought about;
And skeptic, where is your doubt?
Who planned the pattern and cut it out
Of the wonderful, beautiful roses?
To me is an inspiration
A wonderful new creation
That some mind has thought about;
And skeptic, where is your doubt?
Who planned the pattern and cut it out
Of the wonderful, beautiful roses?
O my beautiful roses!
There was one who loved you, too,
But with the golden Summer
She silently passed away;
There was one who loved you, too,
But with the golden Summer
She silently passed away;
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