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Wilt thou go with me, sweet maid,

Say, maiden, wilt thou go with me

Through the valley-depths of shade,

Of night and dark obscurity;

Where the path has lost its way,

Where the sun forgets the day,

Where there's nor life nor light to see,

Sweet maiden, wilt thou go with me!

Where stones will turn to flooding streams,

Where plains will rise like ocean waves,

Where life will fade like visioned dreams

And mountains darken into caves

Say, maiden, wilt thou go with me

Through this sad non-identity,

Where parents live and are forgot,

And sisters live and know us not!

Say, maiden; wilt thou go with me

In this strange death of life to be,

To live in death and be the same,

Without this life or home or name,

At once to be and not to be -

That was and is not yet to see

Things pass like shadows, and the sky

Above, below, around us lie?

Where stones will turn to flooding streams,

Where plains will rise like ocean waves,

Where life will fade like visioned dreams

And mountains darken into caves

Say, maiden, wilt thou go with me

Through this sad non-identity,

Where parents live and are forgot,

And sisters live and know us not!