Weep you no more sad fountains
What need you flow so fast?
Look how the snowy mountains
Heaven's sun doth gently waste
But my sun's heavenly eyes
View not your weeping
That now lies sleeping
Softly, softly...
Now softly,
Softly lies sleeping...
Sleep is a reconciling;
A rest that peace begets
Doth not the sun rise smiling
When fair at ev'n he sets?
Rest you then, rest, sad eyes
Melt not in weeping
While she lies sleeping
Softly, softly...
Now softly,
Softly lies sleeping!