I Am Alone, In Spite Of Love, In Spite Of All I Take And Give, In Spite Of All Your Tenderness, Sometimes I Am Not Glad To Live. I Am Alone, As Though I Stood On The Highest Peak Of The Tired Gray World, About Me Only Swirling Snow, Above Me, Endless Space Unfurled; With Earth Hidden And Heaven Hidden, And Only My Own SpirIt's Pride To Keep Me From The Peace Of Those Who Are Not Lonely, Having Died.