In solitary air divine, Please watch my heart and soul entwine; What's lost is gone, though here we be: The night and you, fore'er with me. Shall here I wake in life's refrain, That tyrant ghost of habit reign, Bless my day from stars above To stifle still my mourning love. To dream at all, to see again, What might I do with you then? The twilight hour; the longing deep; Might we share a moment’s sleep? By duty I will focus time, To rest and live in endless rhyme, Till wake no more by watchful eye, Join with you again shall I.