Into the forest depths where nature plays
With adolescent boys in magic streams
Whereof my every wish and all my dreams
With angeldust of purity portrays.
To be, myself, a part of nature's flame
That howling wolves with eyes fixed on the moon
And brightest stars all over nightsky strewn
With lack of human modesty exclaim.
I to the angel nymphs my sorrow cry:
Please! Comfort me with everlasting heat
And kiss my tears away before they freeze.
And to the heaven deep a painful sigh:
No loving voice, but silence or repeat;
Please! My life seems but an unrelentless breeze.
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