From the Debris of a Citadel -2

Oh! nature , nature , nature !
O,the diabolic fortification!
I see my hurt hands and heart .

O,my brother ,
Shut out forgood from your heart ?
Then let them occupy it who possess it .

Let's meet somewhere else ,brother ,
To ponder at the folly of my hurt heart.

Nature, oh nature !
Don't be exiled .