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    III.   Table of Contents     V.

Menken, Adah Isaacs
Infelicia

- INFELICIA.
- INTO THE DEPTHS.
- IV.

IV.


Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Lord!
Weeping all the night-time.
Weeping sad and chill through the lone woods
Straying 'mong the ghostly trees.
Wandering through the rustling leaves
Sobbing to the moon, whose icy light wraps me like a
shroud.
Leaning on a hoary rock, praying to the mocking stars.
With Love's o'erwhelming power startling my soul like
an earthquake shock.
I lift my voice above the low howl of the winds to call
my Eros to come and give me light and life once more.
His broad arms can raise me up to the light, and his red
lips can kiss me back to life.
I heed not the storm of the world, nor the dashing of
its steel.
I wait--wait--wait!

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