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See fires ablaze, hear music sound --
The music weeps and nestles round.
E'en as a diamond, precious, fair, / The eyes of youth are bright, how bright!
Gladness and hope have set their light / In joyous eyes. They know not care, / Those youthful eyes -- no sin is there.
And all are filled with mirth and glee, / And all are dancing. I alone / Gaze, as there were a curse on me.
I weep, I weep to all unknown.
Why do I weep? Perchance to mourn, / How without hap, as tempest-borne, / The days of all my youth have flown.