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At Castle Wood - Whisper Of Tears (泪之低语)
The day is done
The winter sun is setting in its sullen sky
And drear the course that has been run
And dim the hearts that slowly die
No star will light my coming night
No morn of hope for me will shine
I mourn not heaven would blast my sight
And I ne'er longed for joys divine
Through life's hard task I did not ask
Celestial aid celestial cheer
I saw my fate without its mask
And met it too without a tear
The grief that pressed my aching breast
Was heavier far than earth can be
And who would dread eternal rest
When labour's hour was agony
Dark falls the fear of this despair
On spirits born of happiness
But I was bred the mate of care
The foster child of sore distress
No sighs for me no sympathy
No wish to keep my soul below
The heart is dead in infancy
Unwept for let the body go
