Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking XI
[The mockingbird completes his song:] O darkness! O in vain! O I am very sick and sorrowful O brown halo in the sky near the moon, drooping upon the sea! O troubled reflection in the sea! O throat! O throbbing heart! And I singing uselessly, uselessly all the night. O past! O happy life! O … More Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking XI