IF to her eyes' bright lustre I
No longer would they serve my life
The will of destiny must be fulfilid,--
This knowing, I withdrew with sadden'd mind.
No further happiness I now could
The former longings of my heart
I sought her looks alone, whereon
My joy in life,--all else was left behind.
Wine's genial glow, the festal
Ease, sleep, and friends, all wonted
I spurn'd, till little
there remain'd to prove.
Now calmly through the world I
wend my way:
That which I crave may everywhere
With me I bring the one