Together sang o’er the creation’s birth,
Comes floating downward through the ravished air,
“Joy! joy! she’s here! she’s here!”
’Tis midnight deep,
And a pale cloud, like that whose shadow fell
Upon our souls on that remembered eve,
Is passing o’er the moon, but now the shade
Falls on one heart alone. I am alone,
My dear and long-lost friend. Oh! wheresoe’er
In the vast universe of God thou art,