Trushbeard the King - Redibenzed lyrics

Hope was but a timid friend She sat without the grated den Watching how my fate would tend Even as selfish-hearted men She was cruel in her fear Through the bars onde dreary day I looked out to see her there And she turned her face away Like a false guard, false watch keeping Still, in strife, she whispered peace She would sing while I was weeping If I listened, she would cease False she was, and untelenting When my last joys strewed the ground Even sorrow saw, repenting Those sad relics scattered round Hope, whose whisper would have given Balm to all my frenzied pain Stretched her wings, nd soared to heaven Went, and ne'er returned again