CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Michael Robartes Bids his Beloved Be at Peace

I hear the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake
Their hoofs heavy with tumult, their eyes glimmering white;
The North unfolds above them clinging, creeping night
The East her hidden joy before the morning break
The West weeps in pale dew and sighs passing away
The South is pouring down roses of crimson fire:
O vanity of Sleep, Hope, Dream, endless Desire
The Horses of Disaster plunge in the heavy clay:
Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat
Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast
Drowning love's lonely hour in deep twilight of rest
And hiding their tossing manes and their tumultuous feet