And yet this life with agèd sight
Once ringed in glory climbed so high
Sits now in darkness as the night
And all its wisdom is a sigh.
The view of age that should be clear
Became obscured by hapless act
And now the night is fast upon
And so the soul upon the rack.
And yet a light still now exists
That may yet break upon the shore
And grant raw visions in this night
That lead to life forevermore.