Misery

<br>Come, be happy and sit near to me,<br>Shadow-wested, shadow-wested misery,<br>Unwilling silent bride<br>Mourning in thy, in thy robe of pride<br>Come, be happy and sit near to me,<br>Sad as I may seem, sad as I may seem to thee<br>I`m happier far than thou,<br>Lady whose imperial brow is endiademed with woe<br>Hasten, hasten to the bridal bead<br>Underneath the, underneath the grave `tis spread<br>In gloom may our love hide<br>I may rest with my eternal bride<br>Kiss me, kiss me, oh thy lips are cold<br>`Round my neck, around my neck thin arms, thin arms enfold<br>They`re soft but chill and dead<br>And thy tears upon my head like points of frozen lead<br>Clasp me `till our hearts, till our hearts be grown<br>Like two shadows, two shadows into one<br>`Till this dreadful transport may<br>Like a vapour fade away<br>We may dream in that eternal sleep<br>That we are not the kind of those, who weep<br>Even as pleasure dreams of thee<br>Thou majest dream of her with me