At Wheatley's Freedom Wagon

when Ondine was played by Horowitz stay on, stay on my friends! the freedom wagon is miles away garland of glory wait for you all day with black eyes we traced the line and all at once things seemed so fine the clear sky above looked so grand we screamed to touch it with bare hand stay on, stay on my love! whispered to us from silken glove in victorious remorse of soul for the eternity paid we toll the sun is neither red or pale and calls up the children in a fairy tale let us promise to meet again near in this fate between I summon you to love, silent longing! you drowned in the dark cave the fearful spirit of life I live beside, darling (with great admiration to Phillis Wheatley 's poems)