1        My heart is very sad to-night
                I ne'er shall blither be,
        And though to-morrow's sun be bright
                Twill be no joy to me.

2        The thoughts that cheered me once have fled
                O, who would longer live,
        When every pulse of joy is dead
                Life's changeful dream can give.

3        The bird that mateless sings to-night,
                With sad and wailing cry
        May thrill its song at morning light
                With blither heart than I.

4        The mateless bird is free as air,
                While I in durance pine
        It sings its wild song every where
                I would that I could mine.

5        I know not what my lot may be -
                What fate the dawn may bring
        But hope its light may shine on me
                With all the joy a day could bring.