вАЬThe Happiest DayвАЭ
I
The happiest dayвБ†вАФthe happiest hour
My seared and blighted heart hath known,
The highest hope of pride and power,
I feel hath flown.
II
Of power! said I? Yes! such I ween
But they have vanished long, alas!
The visions of my youth have beenвБ†вАФ
But let them pass.
III
And pride, what have I now with thee?
Another brow may evвАЩn inherit
The venom thou hast poured on meвБ†вАФ
Be still my spirit!
IV
The happiest dayвБ†вАФthe happiest hour
Mine eyes shall seeвБ†вАФhave ever seen
The brightest glance of pride and power
I feet have been:
V
But were that hope of pride and power
Now offered with the pain
EvвАЩn then I feltвБ†вАФthat brightest hour
I would not live again:
VI
For on its wing was dark alloy
And as it flutteredвБ†вАФfell
An essenceвБ†вАФpowerful to destroy
A soul that knew it well.