True to Myself Am I, and False to All lyrics

True to myself am I, and false to all,

Fear, sorrow, love, constrain us till we die.

But when the lips betray the spirit’s cry,

The will, that should be sovereign, is a thrall.

Therefore, let terror slay me, ere I call

For aid of men. Let grief begrudge a sigh.

‘Are you afraid?’—‘unhappy?’ ‘No!’ The lie

About the shrinking* truth stands like a wall.

‘And have you loved?’ ‘No, never!’ All the while,

The heart within my flesh is turned to stone.

Yea, none the less that I account it vile,

The heart within my heart makes speechless moan,

And when they see one face, one face alone,

The stern eyes of the soul are moved to smile.