Last night, as dusk fell in my room,
I heard a footstep on the stair;
Then all your presence filled the gloom.
I turned, and thought to find you there.
I did not see you, but the rare,
Faint fragrance of your body grew
Till sense swam with the scent of you
And distant music lulled the air.

Maybe your spirit dare not dwell
So far from all it holds most dear,
So left its lonely citadel
To seek the love it lost while here.
Ah, my beloved! have no fear!
Soon I will leave my bonds behind
And follow, follow, till I find,
Thro' every cloud to every sphere.