In the visions of the dark night
i have dreamed of joy departed
but a waking dream of life and light
hath left me brokenhearted
There it goes away it goes
in the night it slips away
there i leave all that i loathe
escape before the day breaks
That holy dream, that holy dream
while the world were all chiding
cheered me as a lovely beam
a lonely spirit guiding
spirit guiding