Oh! That seductive siren of my nights

That tempting glimmer in the corner of my eye

That circumvents my grasp, always nigh

To keep my soul from taking eternal flight

Oh! How she speaks with silver tongue into mine ear

And stays my hand before I can from nightshade sip

And holds me 'fore I can from heights let my foot slip

And draws me back into the darkness that I fear

And then back in the forest of my despair,

She convinces me to see how, alone, I fare

And when even the light of the stars and moon cannot be found

And I am sure she has forsaken me in darkness to be drowned

Then the sun reveals itself behind the thicket and the cloud

And I see her smile appear from within the shroud.