THE OLD WARRIOR
Sorrow has come to me,Making the world to beOf sunken cheek;Faded my fields, and ofNames that were most to love,I dare not speak.Would that my soul were blind,Since duty brings to mindAll that is done,Saying, ‘How gladly youWalked with your chosen fewUnder my sun.’I am an alien now;Tell me, good stranger, howBest may be borneHis grief who comes at nightTo his own window-lightFriendless, forlorn.No. I will pass. AgainOf my delight in menNothing shall tell.Now is my travel whereMy lost companions fare;Onward. Farewell.
Sorrow has come to me,Making the world to beOf sunken cheek;Faded my fields, and ofNames that were most to love,I dare not speak.Would that my soul were blind,Since duty brings to mindAll that is done,Saying, ‘How gladly youWalked with your chosen fewUnder my sun.’I am an alien now;Tell me, good stranger, howBest may be borneHis grief who comes at nightTo his own window-lightFriendless, forlorn.No. I will pass. AgainOf my delight in menNothing shall tell.Now is my travel whereMy lost companions fare;Onward. Farewell.
Sorrow has come to me,Making the world to beOf sunken cheek;Faded my fields, and ofNames that were most to love,I dare not speak.
Sorrow has come to me,
Making the world to be
Of sunken cheek;
Faded my fields, and of
Names that were most to love,
I dare not speak.
Would that my soul were blind,Since duty brings to mindAll that is done,Saying, ‘How gladly youWalked with your chosen fewUnder my sun.’
Would that my soul were blind,
Since duty brings to mind
All that is done,
Saying, ‘How gladly you
Walked with your chosen few
Under my sun.’
I am an alien now;Tell me, good stranger, howBest may be borneHis grief who comes at nightTo his own window-lightFriendless, forlorn.
I am an alien now;
Tell me, good stranger, how
Best may be borne
His grief who comes at night
To his own window-light
Friendless, forlorn.
No. I will pass. AgainOf my delight in menNothing shall tell.Now is my travel whereMy lost companions fare;Onward. Farewell.
No. I will pass. Again
Of my delight in men
Nothing shall tell.
Now is my travel where
My lost companions fare;
Onward. Farewell.