| Lyrics: | When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see,
For all the day they view things
unrespected;
But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee,
And darkly bright are bright in
dark directed.
Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright,
How would thy shadow's form
form happy show
To the clear day with thy much clearer light,
When to unseeing eyes thy
shade shines so!
How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made
By looking on thee in the
living day,
When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade
Through heavy sleep on sightless
eyes doth stay!
All days are nights to see till I see thee,
And nights bright days
when dreams do show thee me. |
