Never may
I sing of Day
When I have gone astray.
The Night
Gives many such a fright
Yet it is no haunting blight.
Such a sight!—
I hope to write
Of such delight,
Excite in disarray
Neither madness nor decay—
Betray not my Way.
Never may
I sing of Day
When I have gone astray.
The Night
Gives many such a fright
Yet it is no haunting blight.
Such a sight!—
I hope to write
Of such delight,
Excite in disarray
Neither madness nor decay—
Betray not my Way.