Over her slumber while she do rest,
—in the night."
"Zee how the winds, while here by the bough,
—in the night,
They do pass on, don't smite on her brow,
—in the night;
Zee how the cloud-sheädes naïseless do zweep
Over the house-top where she's asleep.
You, too, goo by, in times that be near,
You too, as I, mid speak in her ear