I little thought that I would learn to die; Forever young, enveloped in my cloak, My dreaming eyes I lifted to the star Of solitude. When of a sudden you stood in my way, On, anguish you, of nameless suffering sweet... And to the dregs I dank the draught of death Unpardoning. Miserably I burn alive like Nessus, Or Hercules wrapped in his poisoned cloak; The fire in me the boundless sea itself Could never quench. By my own dreams consumed, I endless wail; At my own pile I am consumed in flame, Shall I then luminous one day return As does the Phoenix? Tormenting eyes but vanish from my way, Come to my breast again sad unconcern; That I may die in peace at last, myself Give back to me. https://youtube/watch?v=hiZuAw-_AU4
Posted on: Wed, 14 Jan 2015 23:21:16 +0000
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