Patrick Doyle, Jane Eaglen - The Dreame Lyrics

Or scorn or pity on me take
I must the true redemption make
I am undone tonight
Love, in a subtle dream disguised
Hath both my heart and me surprised
Whom never yet be durst attempt awake

Nor will he tell me for whose sake
He did me the delight or spite
But leaves me to inquire
In all my wild desire
Of sleep again, who was his aid
And sleep so guilty and afraid
And since he dares not come within my sight