I said, I will take my life And throw it away; I who was fire and song Will turn to clay. I will lie no more in the night With shaken breath, I will toss my heart in the air To be caught by Death. But out of the night I heard, Like the inland sound of the sea, The hushed and terrible sob Of all humanity. Then I said, Oh who am I To scorn God to his face? I will bow my head and stay And suffer with my race.