I My Spectre Around Me Night And Day Like A Wild Beast Guards My Way; My Emanation Far Within Weeps Incessantly For My Sin. Ii `A Fathomless And Boundless Deep, There We Wander, There We Weep; On The Hungry Craving Wind My Spectre Follows Thee Behind. Iii `He Scents Thy Footsteps In The Snow, Wheresoever Thou Dost Go, Thro' The Wintry Hail And Rain. When Wilt Thou Return Again? Iv `Dost Thou Not In Pride And Scorn Fill With Tempests All My Morn, And With Jealousies And Fears Fill My Pleasant Nights With Tears? V `Seven Of My Sweet Loves Thy Knife Has Bereav'D Of Their Life. Their Marble Tombs I Built With Tears, And With Cold And Shuddering Fears. Vi `Seven More Loves Weep Night And Day Round The Tombs Where My Loves Lay, And Seven More Loves Attend Each Night Around My Couch With Torches Bright. Vii `And Seven More Loves In My Bed Crown With Wine My Mournful Head, Pitying And Forgiving All Thy Transgressions Great And Small. Viii `When Wilt Thou Return And View My Loves, And Them To Life Renew? When Wilt Thou Return And Live? When Wilt Thou Pity As I Forgive?' A `O'Er My Sins Thou Sit And Moan: Hast Thou No Sins Of Thy Own? O'Er My Sins Thou Sit And Weep, And Lull Thy Own Sins Fast Asleep. B `What Transgressions I Commit Are For Thy Transgressions Fit. They Thy Harlots, Thou Their Slave; And My Bed Becomes Their Grave. Ix `Never, Never, I Return: Still For Victory I Burn. Living, Thee Alone I'll Have; And When Dead I'll Be Thy Grave. X `Thro' The Heaven And Earth And Hell Thou Shalt Never, Never Quell: I Will Fly And Thou Pursue: Night And Morn The Flight Renew.' C `Poor, Pale, Pitiable Form That I Follow In A Storm; Iron Tears And Groans Of Lead Bind Around My Aching Head. Xi `Till I Turn From Female Love And Root Up The Infernal Grove, I Shall Never Worthy Be To Step Into Eternity. Xii `And, To End Thy Cruel Mocks, Annihilate Thee On The Rocks, And Another Form Create To Be Subservient To My Fate. Xiii `Let Us Agree To Give Up Love, And Root Up The Infernal Grove; Then Shall We Return And See The Worlds Of Happy Eternity. Xiv `And Throughout All Eternity I Forgive You, You Forgive Me. As 1000 Our Dear Redeemer Said: "This The Wine, And This The Bread."'