Dear Hope of mine, struck down in strength,
As you were upward flying;
Lie still! lie still! for you, at length,
Healed, helped, all foes defying,
Shall cleave again the star-lit track,
No wind that blows may beat you back;
You are not dead, or dying!

Dear Hope of mine, struck down in strength,
As you were upward flying;
Lie still! lie still! for you, at length,
Healed, helped, all foes defying,
Shall cleave again the star-lit track,
No wind that blows may beat you back;
You are not dead, or dying!