When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be Lyrics - Aesma Daeva

When I have fears that I may cease to be 

Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, 

Before high piled books, in charact'ry, 

Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain; 

When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face, 

Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, 

And think that I may never live to trace 

Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance; 

And when I feel, fair creature of an hour! 

That I shall never look upon thee more, 

Never have relish in the faery power 

Of unreflecting love! -- then on the shore 

Of (this) wide world I stand alone, and think 

Till Love and Fame (and) nothingness (to) sink.