Isobel
F. Bridge
What is the sorrow of the wind, Isobel?
What is the darkness of the blind, Isobel?
What is the night within the mind, Isobel?
The sorrow of the wind is Love's farewell,
The darkness of the blind I will not tell
Until the night within my mind
Is turned to Light and Isobel,
To Light and Love and Isobel.