A Nocturne of Exile
Out of this night of lonely noise,The city’s crowded cries,Home of my heart, to thee, to theeI turn my longing eyes.Years, years, how many years I wentIn exile wearily,Before I lifted up my faceAnd saw my home in thee.I had come home to thee at last.I saw thy warm lights gleam.I entered thine abiding joy,—Oh, was it but a dream?Ere I could reckon with my heartThe sum of our delight,I was an exile once againHere in the hasting night.Thy doors were shut; thy lights were goneFrom my remembering eyes.—Only the city’s endless throng!Only the crowded cries!
Out of this night of lonely noise,The city’s crowded cries,Home of my heart, to thee, to theeI turn my longing eyes.Years, years, how many years I wentIn exile wearily,Before I lifted up my faceAnd saw my home in thee.I had come home to thee at last.I saw thy warm lights gleam.I entered thine abiding joy,—Oh, was it but a dream?Ere I could reckon with my heartThe sum of our delight,I was an exile once againHere in the hasting night.Thy doors were shut; thy lights were goneFrom my remembering eyes.—Only the city’s endless throng!Only the crowded cries!
Out of this night of lonely noise,The city’s crowded cries,Home of my heart, to thee, to theeI turn my longing eyes.
Out of this night of lonely noise,
The city’s crowded cries,
Home of my heart, to thee, to thee
I turn my longing eyes.
Years, years, how many years I wentIn exile wearily,Before I lifted up my faceAnd saw my home in thee.
Years, years, how many years I went
In exile wearily,
Before I lifted up my face
And saw my home in thee.
I had come home to thee at last.I saw thy warm lights gleam.I entered thine abiding joy,—Oh, was it but a dream?
I had come home to thee at last.
I saw thy warm lights gleam.
I entered thine abiding joy,—
Oh, was it but a dream?
Ere I could reckon with my heartThe sum of our delight,I was an exile once againHere in the hasting night.
Ere I could reckon with my heart
The sum of our delight,
I was an exile once again
Here in the hasting night.
Thy doors were shut; thy lights were goneFrom my remembering eyes.—Only the city’s endless throng!Only the crowded cries!
Thy doors were shut; thy lights were gone
From my remembering eyes.—
Only the city’s endless throng!
Only the crowded cries!