Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. Without thee, my Eurydice, All the earth is blank to me All its blessings, all its joys, Now have no more charms for me Eurydice, Eurydice! Oh, heaven! No answer! Ever in my heart thou dwellest. Thou to me art lost for ever! Lost to me is joy and hope! The world's blessings and its joys Now have no more charms for me. Eurydice, Eurydice; Ah! 'tis not heaven now can aid me, Hope is vanished, joy departed, life a curse!