Frost

In the night,
Full of fright,
My lost delight,
Have alone died.

She was proud,
Stood above the crowd,
And long i mourned,
But nothing found.

I lost my memory,
Forgot the scenery,
Gave up on love again,
Forgot all the pain,

Virtue she dressed,
My heart she blessed,
Now she is lost,
My heart only frost.