THIBAUD, KING OF NAVARRE. 263
Lady, the fates command, and I must go,—
Leaving the pleasant land so dear to me :
Here my heart suffer'd many a heavy woe ;
But what is left to love, thus leaving thee ?
Alas ! that cruel land beyond the sea!
Why thus dividing many a faithful heart,
Never again from pain and sorrow free,
Never again to meet, when thus they part ?
I see not, when thy presence bright I leave,
How wealth, or joy, or peace can be my lot;
Ne'er yet my spirit found such cause to grieve
As now in leaving thee : and if thy thought
Of me in absence should be sorrow-fraught,
Oft will my heart repentant turn to thee,
Dwelling, in fruitless wishes, on this spot,
And all the gracious words here said to me.
O gracious God ! to thee I bend my knee,
For thy sake yielding all I love and prize ;
And O how mighty must that influence be,
That steals me thus from all my cherish'd joys !
Here, ready, then, myself surrendering,
Prepared to serve thee, I submit; and ne'er
To one so faithful could I service bring,
So kind a master, so beloved and dear.
Lady, the fates command, and I must go,—
Leaving the pleasant land so dear to me :
Here my heart suffer'd many a heavy woe ;
But what is left to love, thus leaving thee ?
Alas ! that cruel land beyond the sea!
Why thus dividing many a faithful heart,
Never again from pain and sorrow free,
Never again to meet, when thus they part ?
I see not, when thy presence bright I leave,
How wealth, or joy, or peace can be my lot;
Ne'er yet my spirit found such cause to grieve
As now in leaving thee : and if thy thought
Of me in absence should be sorrow-fraught,
Oft will my heart repentant turn to thee,
Dwelling, in fruitless wishes, on this spot,
And all the gracious words here said to me.
O gracious God ! to thee I bend my knee,
For thy sake yielding all I love and prize ;
And O how mighty must that influence be,
That steals me thus from all my cherish'd joys !
Here, ready, then, myself surrendering,
Prepared to serve thee, I submit; and ne'er
To one so faithful could I service bring,
So kind a master, so beloved and dear.