Leave me alone to my sorrow, my sorrow,
Leave me alone, I would "mourn my dead!"
Never again on the morrow'll he greet me,
Never again, it is said, it is said!
Never again shall I see him approaching,
Hear his clear voice ring over the lea;
Never again shall his strong arm enfold me,
Never again, ah, woe is me!
Never again! oh the weight of this anguish!
Never to see him, to hear him again!
Only my heart to my heart can disclose it—
Never, ah! never—this quivering pain!
Never again will he wait 'neath my window,
Bidding me join him, as loving he stands;
Never to watch for his coming to meet me
Over the sea from those distant lands!
Dark are his eyes as is the veiled splendor
Of tropical skies in storm overcast!
Glorious his smile as the sunlight descending,
Full on the earth when that tempest is past!
Now in the land of his birth though he wander,
'Neath Southern palms tho' his footsteps rove,
Ever, I know, in its pain and its longing,
Turns his heart's trust unto mine's deathless love!
Leave me alone to my sorrow, my sorrow,
Leave me alone with life's dreary refrain!
Never again shall I hear his fond pleading,
Listening I hear only—"Never again!"
We are severed by more than the ocean's vast billows!
We must walk in our paths each alone and in pain!
But our hearts grow but closer, and fonder, and nearer,
Though here upon earth, it be "never again!"