I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright.  I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me - who knows how? - To thy chamber window, Sweet! P......

I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright.  I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Hath led me - who knows how? - To thy chamber window, Sweet! P......