The Happiest Day

The happiest day - the happiest hour
   My sear'd and blighted heart hath known,
The highest hope of pride, and power,
   I feel hath flown.

Of power! said I? Yes! such I ween
   But they have vanish'd long alas!
The visions of my youth have been -
   But let them pass.

And, pride, what have I now with thee?
   Another blow may ev'n inherit
The venom thou hast pour'd on me -
   Be still my spirit.

The happiest day - the happiest hour
   Mine eyes shall see - have ever seen
The brightest glance of pride and power
   I feel - have been:

But were that hope of pride and power
   Now offer'd, with the pain
Ev'n then I felt - that brightest hour
   I would not live again:

For on ist wing was dark alloy
   And as it flutter'd - fell
An essence - powerful to destroy
   A soul that knew it well.