O, I so madly want to live:
The realest to eternalize,
The faceless to personify,
The never-been sweet breath to give!
May heavy sleep destroy this life,
And may I drown within these dreams;
Perhaps some youth with joy so rife
Will come to speak thus of my streams:
Forgive his sad and sullen might,
This cannot be his secret force;
He is the child of Good and Light,
He is our solemn freedom's course.