Thou art gone from my Gaze.Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream,And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream,Oft Ibreathe thy dear name to the winds floating by,But thy sweet voice is mute to my bosom’s lone sigh.In the stillness of night when the stars mildly shine,My heart fondly holds sweet communion with thine,For I feel thou art near, and where’er I may be,That the spirit of love keeps a watch over me.
Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream,And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream,Oft Ibreathe thy dear name to the winds floating by,But thy sweet voice is mute to my bosom’s lone sigh.In the stillness of night when the stars mildly shine,My heart fondly holds sweet communion with thine,For I feel thou art near, and where’er I may be,That the spirit of love keeps a watch over me.
Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream,And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream,Oft Ibreathe thy dear name to the winds floating by,But thy sweet voice is mute to my bosom’s lone sigh.In the stillness of night when the stars mildly shine,My heart fondly holds sweet communion with thine,For I feel thou art near, and where’er I may be,That the spirit of love keeps a watch over me.
Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream,And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream,Oft Ibreathe thy dear name to the winds floating by,But thy sweet voice is mute to my bosom’s lone sigh.
Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream,
And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream,
Oft Ibreathe thy dear name to the winds floating by,
But thy sweet voice is mute to my bosom’s lone sigh.
In the stillness of night when the stars mildly shine,My heart fondly holds sweet communion with thine,For I feel thou art near, and where’er I may be,That the spirit of love keeps a watch over me.
In the stillness of night when the stars mildly shine,
My heart fondly holds sweet communion with thine,
For I feel thou art near, and where’er I may be,
That the spirit of love keeps a watch over me.