Thy bright eyes shone on many, but their ray
Was just as if you had been Alice Gray,
And hadn't braided up your hair for me.
This method of expressing it, you see,
Implies the same as if I were to say
(As vide song) your eyes were turned away,
And my heart's breaking!—as it ought to be—
(And so it is of course). This world is drear!
Most drear—without thee, Some One! at my side!
Death! peace! I'll go and drown myself, that's clear!