As Thou Behest Thee Sturdy Brethren
Thou Stalk Thee Reigning Burden
Whoa! He Left Us In Path Untraded
Thou Leave When The Dusk Just Faded.
Shadow Is The Evening-‘ When The Sun There Is None
And Its Fiercest Stare That Plot Furiously
Perceive A Pearl-‘s Glimpse, A Man That-‘s Gone
Who Wanders Unconscious In Night Starry.
Behold The Raging Flame Lest It Will Rain,
For Thou Shall Made Mockery Upon One-‘s Pain
To Found In Nothing Thy Every Grain
Of Firm Affiance As Thou Disdain.
It Frets Mine Heart To Abide -Ë—til Dusk
For Beneath The Sun Can Only Hope Be Ask
In Its Thousand Flambeau-‘s Blaze
Could Decipher Any Maze.
But What Is There In Its Casted Shadow
Was A Night So Gloomy, Indeed So Hollow-Â…
And Nothing But Fear In Its Fleeting Arrow
That Shot Dead Mine Hope For A Brighten Morrow.
I Suppose Am To Disburse This Evening
With Solemn Heart And Tears Flowing
For This Night Blew My Every Strength
To Be In Oblivion, To Melt At Length.
Like A Need Of Water In Drought
In Any Avid Scheme!
Like A Burning Candle-‘s Shout,
Conceived From My Dream