Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what's a heaven for?

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?

Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?

In heaven I yearn for knowledge, account all else inanity; On earth I confess an itch for the praise of fools - that's vanity

So, fall asleep love, loved by me...for I know love, I am loved by thee.

Without love, our earth is a tomb