The leafs and I entangled dance a harmonie
　　I dare not stain with vain delight
　　And thus embraced we roam the passing eve like a
　　pillgrim who craves a shelters guiding light
　　I question thee, beloved night to calm my joy
　　so that I not like the weary leaves be strewed
　　For I submitt to thy solitary grace (as) even springs
　　life is by winters gaze subdued
　　
　　Lost in a dream I beheld a maiden dance
　　And when she sat down by a sliver stream
　　Plunging her feet in the shallow waves