New Love, New Life（1/1）

Johann Wolfgang Voh

Heart!My heart!What ans this feelg?

presseth thee so sore?

What strange life is oer stealg!

I aowledge thee no ore.

Fled is all that gave thee gdness,

Fled the cae of all thy sadness,

Fled thy peace, the dtry—

Ah, why suffer it to be?

Say, do beautys graces youthful,

Does this for so fair and bright,

Does this gaze, so kd, so truthful,

Cha thee with unceasg ight?

Would I tear fro her boldly,

Ce take, and fly her ldly,

Back to her. I forthwith led

By the path I seek to tread.

By a thread I neer sever,

For tised with agic skill,

Doth the cruel aid for ever

Hold fast agast y will.

While those agic chas nfe ,

To her will I t resign .

Ah, the ge truth is great!

Love!Kd love!Release straight!