Oh....

[Jamster]

My hope drew near, till I streched out

My hand, upon my hope to lay;

But then my object swerved about

And vanished into the Milky Way.

 

So suddenly I, who was thus

So certain, fell into despair;

My hope was swept into Sirius

That seemed within my grasping there.

 

All men had envied my good chance,

And now I envied in my turn;

Desire had cast on me its glance,

Yet I was only left to yearn.

 

So fate delights eternally

To vary good with ill sruprise:

None puts his trust in Destiny

Who is ambitious to be wise