I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask No eye would mourn I never caused a thought of gloom A smile of joy since I was born
In secret pleasure - secret tears This changeful life has slipped away As friendless after 18 years As lone as on my natal day
There have been times I cannot hide There have been times when this was drear
When my sad soul forgot its pride And longed for one to love me here
But those were in the early glow Of feelings since subdued by care And they have died so long ago I hardly now believe they were
First melted off the hope of youth Then fancy's rainbow fast withdrew And then experience told me truth In mortal bosoms never grew
There have been times I cannot hide There have been times when this was drear
When my sad soul forgot its pride And longed for one to love me here
I am the only being whose doom
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