Now in Life's Chronicle of Time Vanished,
Dismissed! Sweet vapour of thy life to me;
Golden laughter seized, for'er banished.
How I yearn to breathe precious life to thee!
Thy happy voice by death's hand silenced, still
Yet echoes in my dreams and bleeding heart.
Mem'ries shall ne'er this empty void fulfill
Nor rapturous bliss to my soul impart.
O! Could I but return to years bygone
My love for thee gladly would I unfold!
Cruel mockery of fate its course hath run
And grasped thee in sodden bed so cold.
Yet thy life has past, a tale once told.
Love eternal my heart shall for'er hold.

~Hilda~