'Twas deprived, my soul, of rest
Could no longer raise tumults in my chest
For when spontaneous thoughts in my mind tossed
My breath was gone, my voice was lost
My bosom glowed the subtle flame
Ran quick through all my vital frame
In this sullen fate, this darkness hung
My ears, with hollow murmurs rung
In this dark abyss, my nerves are chilled
And thoughts of gentle horrors thrilled
My feeble promise not to stray
had me fainted, sunk and die away