PRESENTIMENT
Something has my heart to say
Something on my brest does weigh
That when I would full fain be gay
Still pulls me back.
Something evil does this load
Most assuredly forebode,
So my experience sadly shew'd
Too well I know.
Sometimes, as if with mocking guile
The pain departs a little while,
Then I can dance and sing and smile
With merry glee --
But soon, to soon it comes again
The sulky, stifling, leaden pain,
As a black cloud is big with rain
'Tis big with woe.
All I ask is but to know
The depth and nature of the woe.
I hope not for a wind to blow
The cloud away.
I hear an inarticulate sound
Wherein no fixed sense is found
But sorrow, sorrow without bound
Of what or where.
Something has my heart to say
Something on my brest does weigh
That when I would full fain be gay
Still pulls me back.
Something evil does this load
Most assuredly forebode,
So my experience sadly shew'd
Too well I know.
Sometimes, as if with mocking guile
The pain departs a little while,
Then I can dance and sing and smile
With merry glee --
But soon, to soon it comes again
The sulky, stifling, leaden pain,
As a black cloud is big with rain
'Tis big with woe.
All I ask is but to know
The depth and nature of the woe.
I hope not for a wind to blow
The cloud away.
I hear an inarticulate sound
Wherein no fixed sense is found
But sorrow, sorrow without bound
Of what or where.