Lyrics
In spring of youth it was my lot
In my youth, I frequented a place in the wide world
To haunt of the wide world a spot
That place, I couldn't love any less
The which I could not love the less
Its loneliness was so enchanting
So lovely was the loneliness
The wild lake, surrounded by black rocks and tall pines
Of a wild lake, with black rock bound
When night fell and darkness covered everything
And the tall pines that towered around
The mystic wind whispered in a melodic tune
But when the Night had thrown her pall
Awakening to the terror of the lone lake
Upon that spot, as upon all
Yet, the terror was not fear but a quivering delight
And the mystic wind went by
A feeling indescribable by material wealth
Murmuring in melody
Nor could love, even if it were yours
Then-ah then I would awake
Death lurked in the poisonous wave
To the terror of the lone lake
A fitting grave in its gulf
Yet that terror was not fright
For the one who found solace in lonely thoughts
But a tremulous delight
Whose soul could turn that dim lake into an Eden
A feeling not the jewelled mine
Again, when night cast its shadow
Could teach or bribe me to define
The mystic wind whispered in melody
Nor Love-although the Love were thine
Awakening to the terror of the lone lake
Nor Love-although the Love were thine
Repetition emphasizing the impact of the night
But when the Night had thrown her pall
Reiteration of the night's influence on the place
Upon that spot, as upon all
The mystic wind with its melodic murmur
And the mystic wind went by
Awakening again to the terror of the lone lake
Murmuring in melody
Emphasizing the lethal nature of the lake
Then-ah then I would awake
For those who could turn their solitude into paradise
To the terror of the lone lake
Repetition for emphasis
Death was in that poisonous wave
Reiteration of the deadly nature of the wave
And in its gulf a fitting grave
It served as a fitting grave for those finding solace
For him who thence could solace bring
Who could turn their loneliness into an Eden
To his lone imagining
Again, when night cast its shadow
Whose solitary soul could make
The mystic wind with its melodic murmur
An Eden of that dim lake
Awakening to the terror of the lone lake
But when the Night had thrown her pall
Repetition of the night's influence
Upon that spot, as upon all
Emphasizing the mysterious wind's role
And the mystic wind went by
Reiteration of the night's impact
But when the Night had thrown her pall
Repetition for emphasis
Upon that spot, as upon all
The mystic wind with its melodic murmur
And the mystic wind went by
Awakening again to the terror of the lone lake
Murmuring in melody
Reiteration of the night's influence
Then-ah then I would awake
Emphasizing the impact of the night on the lake
To the terror of the lone lake
The mystic wind with its melodic murmur
But when the Night had thrown her pall
Awakening to the terror of the lone lake
Upon that spot, as upon all
Repetition for emphasis
And the mystic wind went by
Emphasizing the mysterious wind's role
Murmuring in melody
Reiteration of the night's impact
Then-ah then I would awake
The mystic wind with its melodic murmur
To the terror of the lone lake
Awakening again to the terror of the lone lake
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