Belinda’s Song.
“ Heavily O’er us the Shadows are Closing.”
Air— “ Rousseau’s Dream.”
Heavily o’er us the shadows are closing :1
Dreary and chill sounds the fast-falling rain.2
Hence to the pillow, that knows no reposing—3
Hence, Love, never to view thee again—4
Parted for ever,5
Fate bids us sever,6
Never, oh never,7
To meet, Love, again.8
Never again, at the long day’s decaying,9
Glad shall I watch for thy welcome of bliss,10
View the soft smile o’er thy gentle lip playing,11
Thrill ’neath the fondness that glowed in thy kiss.12
Hopeless the morrow13
Must dawn o’er my sorrow—14
Why should love borrow15
Anguish like this ?16
O’er my cold heart when the long grass is waving,17
Swept by the night-breeze that sighs round my head,18
Mourn not for her, whom thou shrinkest from saving ;19
Calm let me rest in that sorrowless bed.20
Misery, steeping21
My lone life in weeping,22
Harms not the sleeping,23
The sleep of the dead.24