09 Devins Theme ( I arise from dreams of thee) by Percy Bysshe Shelley

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 Has led me who knows how To thy chamberwindow, sweet The wandering airs they faint On the dark, the silent stream, The champak odors fall Like sweet thoughts in a dream, The nightingale s complaint, It dies upon her heart, As I must die on thine, O, beloved as thou art O, lift me