When The Tender Hand Of Night Like A Rose-Leaf Falls Softly On Your Starry Eyes; When The Sleep-God Calls, And The Gate Of Dreams Is Wide, Wide The Painted Halls, Dream The Dream I Send To You Through Your SpirIt's Walls! Dream A Lowly Lover Came, Lady Fair To Woo; Dream That I The Lover Was, And The Lady, You; Dream Your Answer Was A Kiss, Warm As Summer Dew, Waking, In The Rosy Dawn, Let The Dream Be True!