Hush thee, oh, hush thee!
Hours hasten onward;--
For thee the last will soon be o'er.
Rest thee, oh, rest thee!
Flowers have withered thus before,--
And, my poor heart, what wouldst thou more?
Rest thee, oh, rest thee!
Shadows should darkly
Enveil thy past delights and woes.
Forget, oh, forget them!