PRIDE: FATE.

Lullaby on the wing

Of my song, O my own!

Soft airs of evening

Join my song's murmuring tone.

Lullaby, O my love!

Close your eyes, lake-like clear;

Lullaby, while above

Wake the stars, with heaven near.

Lullaby, sweet, so still

In arms of death; I alone

Sing lullaby, like a rill,

To your form, cold as a stone.

Lullaby, O my heart!

Sleep in peace, all alone;

Night has come, and your part

For loving is wholly done!