Song. "Never, oh never more! shall I behold"

Never, oh never more! shall I behold
  Thy form so fair;
  Or loosen from its braids the rippling gold
  Of thy long hair.
  Never, oh never more! shall I be blest
  By thy voice low,
  Or kiss, while thou art sleeping on my breast,
  Thy marble brow.
  Never, oh never more! shall I inhale
  Thy fragrant sighs,
  Or gaze, with fainting soul, upon the veil
  Of thy bright eyes.