Never again the sight of her? Never her winsome smile Shall light the path of my journeying O'er many a weary mile? Never again shall her soft voice come To cheer me all the while? O Thou, who hearest from above, Tell me, is this the price of love? Never again the touch of her lips? Never her dark, brown eyes Shall shine on me with the dancing joy Of stars in the summer skies? Never again shall my song be aught Save minor chords of sighs? O Thou, who hearest from above, Tell me, is this the price of love?