No more a gaze
No more love! No more joys! And no more a comfort!
My love has gone in the wildest moor’ giving a desert.
No more joys, no more songs, no now beauty more,
My heart is robbed and dagger by a beauty sour.
Out of the day and glittering night….
My joys have taken a filthy flight….
I see that lonely, cataract sight
But with a heart of no delight.
I recount those days of lighter mood
Oh! Could anyone give some sooth?
To a heart burning and blaze,
O! You World! No more, no more, no more a gaze!!