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 And glow worms flutter by, a^stars that quickly set, Playing about the wheel, flying in glistening spheres. At times upon the skull a glow worm sets its wings, Quickly to fly away, to vanish as fallen tears.

And in my saddened eyes, two burning tears delayed, As the sparks upon the lake, upon my checks they played. For my own fleeting years, years of my childhood age, My youth was swept away by time's relentless rage, Far away fled its dream, dead as a lifeless shade, Reflections of cities white that in the lake now bathe. Just as a final thought of men who died before, Just as their very names, as battles of ancient hordes, Just as the northern light, whose dead flame shines no more, Tones of an age-warped harp, sounds of its shattered chords, Events of by-gone days, the light of a lifeless star, Feelings of one you loved, a wanderer's path so far, A grave long since forgot, eternities old scar,