On Where's the use to write ? br br What can I tell you, dear ? br br Just that I want you so br br Who are not near. br Just that I miss the lamp whose blessed light br Was God's own moon to shine upon my night, br And newly mourn each new day's lost delight br Just — oh, it will not ease my pain — br br That I am lonely br br Until I see you once again, br br You — you only.