‘Twere but a glimpse of dreamless sleep,
alas forsooth ’twas not so deep.
Oh precious sleep,
where art thou keep?
Thine soft and tender cloudy realm,
thine lofty place to rest mine helm.
‘Twere but a glimpse of dreamless sleep,
alas forsooth ’twas not so deep.
Oh precious sleep,
where art thou keep?
Thine soft and tender cloudy realm,
thine lofty place to rest mine helm.