Original lyrics
ENVI. Song Of Prostration And Introversion (9. Excruciation)
Leave, O Leave Me To My Sorrows;
Here I'll Sit And Fade Away,
Till I'm Nothing But A Spirit,
And I Lose This Form Of Clay.
Then If Chance Along This Forest
Any Walk In Pathless Way,
Thro ' The Gloom He'll See My Shadow
Hear My Voice Upon The Breeze.
