Aye, who art thou,
Who bideth ever ’mid a dream?
Aye, and that the soul o’ me
Doth shrink at know?
Who art thou? Who art thou,
Who steppeth ever to my day,
And blotteth o’ the sun away?
Who art thou,
Who stepped to Earth at birth o’ me,
And e’en ’mid wail o’ weak,