As the lost heart did wander
Eyed a glimpse of Heaven
'Tis in a flesh of a human
And with the name of a lady

And when its head turned to me
I could see the angels
Through the eyes of its,
They play the melodies of lyre—

A pleasant music
Which persuades and of attraction

The Heaven of that high
That no man could get nigh
My soul dreamt of having
The wings and to fly—

Away from the shade of my own
Beyond my spectral shadows