Light up the halls tis closing day

Light up the halls tis closing day

I'm drear and lone and far away

Cold blows on my breast the north winds bitter sigh

And oh, my couch is bleak beneath the rainy sky

Light up the halls and think not of me

That face is absent now thou hast hated so to see

Bright be thine eyes undimmed their dazzling shine

For never, never more will they encounter mine

The desert moor is dark there is tempest in the air

I have breathed my only wish in one last one burning prayer

A prayer that would come forth although it lingered long

That set on fire my heart but died upon my tongue

And now, it shall be done before the morning rise

I will not watch the sun ascend in yonder skies

One task alone remains thy pictured face to view

And then I go to prove if God at least be true

Oh could I see thy lids weighed down in cheerless woe

Too full to hide the tears too stern to overflow

Oh could I know thy soul with equal grief was torn

This fate might be endured this anguish might be borne

I do not need thy breath to cool my death-cold brow

But go to that far land where she is shining now

Tell her my latest wish tell her my dreary doom

Say my pangs are past but hers are yet to come

Vain words vain frenzied thoughts No ear can hear my call

Lost in the vacant air my frantic curses fall

And could she see me now perchance her lip would smile

Would smile in careless pride and utter scorn the while!

And yet for all her hate each parting glance would tell

A stronger passion breathed burned in this last farewell

Unconquered in my soul the Tyrant rules me still

Life bows to my control but love I cannot kill!