Sabaoth - Contemplation lyrics

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Thou, O my Grief! <br />

Be wise and tranquil still<br />

The eve is thine which even now drops down<br />

To carry peace or care to human will<br />

And in a misty veil enfolds the town.<br />

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While the vile mortals of the multitude<br />

By pleasure, cruel tormentor, goaded on<br />

Gather remorseful blossoms in light mood-<br />

Grief, place thy hand in mine, let us be gone.<br />

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Far from them. Lo, see how the vanished years<br />

In robes outworn lean over heaven's rim<br />

And from the water, smiling through her tears<br />

Remorse arises, and the sun grows dim<br />

And in the east, her long shroud trailing light<br />

List, O my grief, the gentle steps of Night!