• The Lament of the Heart-

    Such a beautiful litany,

    Oh! what power does the silent cry hold!



    To fall on deaf ears-

    The fate of its eulogy,

    To be bourne alone, to turn the heart cold.



    The Aria of Coldness,

    Such a beautiful tyranny,

    Or so the broken may say-



    That the sonnets of love,

    Started in harmony,

    Can only end in

    Decay.