In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed
But a waking dream of life and light
Have left me broken-hearted

Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?

That holy dream that holy dream
While all the world were chiding
childing

What though that light, thro´ storm and night
So trembled from afar
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth´s day-star?

That holy dream that holy dream
While all the world were chiding
childing
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam

A lonely spirit guiding

That holy dream that holy dream
A lonely spirit guiding