My dearest hope is thatthis blessed nite
A sweet dream willappear to your mortal sight
And in both worlds nobeing shares the dream抯 throne
That marks my love foryou and you alone
As this dream is yours,you wish to dream,whilst I
Imptiently preparemyself with your sleep my love, this dream is tied
By bonds of love toyour bed side
And lonely pain, lovemakes my billow rage
Love is the fire whichnothing can assuage
So dip yourself down inthe cleansing stream
Find behold my love卆waits for you there are tens of thousand dream. |