That\'s her; she is there above
Gazing at the pearls of her love
She lingers there in the Heavenly glow
Which angels gaze while walking slow
With stars like lanterns veiled in mist
They observe that her lips ne\'er kissed.
Upon the heaven\'s gilded parapet
She cries at the vow she\'d once set
With hands, now pale, softly trace
bethinking of their bygone grace
Feeling once again his whispered plea
Like a waltz of longing to roam free.
Beauty dwells beneath her feet
Longing for the Aphrodite to greet
Yet her earthly love stands still
By autumn\'s grove and winter\'s hill.
His heart, in her grave, mincing in ache
Seeking solace nobody could make.
Melodious tunes that he can hear
Are sung by her, both sweet and sheer
\"O! Let the heavens tear in two for me
To get a glance at her, I long to see!\"
He feels that heaven is yet to tame
As it doesn\'t allow her love to claim.
He often, with his enfeebled tread
Passes by her house where love once led
By the roses that have lost their red
By the fragrance that disappeared unsaid
By the shades that have grown dim
As everything carries her name to him.
She kneels with her head bowed low
And stares at him in total sorrow.
\"Let him feel my love, my kiss
Bind his heart to mine in this abyss
Though these stars light my way
I want to get back to my earthly clay.\"
The Angels are seldom so austere
As they see her sorrow year after year
But Heaven, though just and true
Denies such dreams, she ever knew.
Still, she prays to defy her fate
with a heart and a love not to abate.
And he, beneath the twilight\'s sheen,
He still longs for his bygone Queen
Turning his gaze upon Heaven\'s crest
Where a star burns brighter than the rest
In his love, seeking his solace and care
As though her soul is attached there.
\"Call me Home, dear!\" she cries at last
\"To the place where love is not my past
Though I dwell in Heaven\'s embrace
It is less heavenly than his face
What joy can paradise give me
If my love is on the Earth as I see?\"
Thus, in the veil of Time\'s cruel art
She mourns every day apart and apart
Heavens, though wide and kind
Fail to console her aching mind.
For love, though death may intervene,
Dwells in eternity though unseen.