Away, away, for I will fly to thee    When my heart aches and drowsy numbness pains    My sense as though of hemlock drunk    Or empty some opiate to the drain    One minutes passed and leftward sunk    Away, away, for I will fly to thee    Safer from heaven is with reasons blown    Fade far away, dissolve and quite forget    What among the leaves have never known    The weariness, the fever and the fret    Where old men sit and hear each other groan    To seize upon the midnight with no pain    And leaden eyes despair    Away, away, for I will fly to thee    Safer from heaven is with reasons blown    Away, away, for I will fly to thee   In virtuous rooms and winding ways    I cannot see the flowers at my feet   Fading violets covered up in leaves    I’ve been half in love with easeful death    Called him soft names in musing rhymes   To take into the air my quiet breath    Now more than ever seems it rich to die    Away, away, for I will fly to thee    Safer from heaven is with reasons blown    Away, away, for I will fly to thee   In virtuous rooms and winding ways