I have lived for an eternity.
I have watched many come and many wither...

Wonderful fancies do invoke
The mention of her name...

Daily do I dream
Of the one who would be queen...

Hate is a wonderful thing,
so searing a pain it brings...

Here through infinity moves the calm summer water,
Untroubled, their soft sound courses unplundered...

I sit across and see the love of others
which only mirrors my pain...