SINCE you have waned from us,
Fairest of women!
I am a darkened cage
Song cannot hymn in.
My songs have followed you,
Like birds the summer;
Ah! bring them back to me,
Swiftly, dear comer!
_Seraphim_,
_Her to hymn_,
_Might leave their portals_;
_And at my feet learn_
_The harping of mortals_!