Giles Farnaby - The curtain drawn - текст песни (слова)

The curtain drawn, I saw my love lie sleeping;
 Thrice happy was that peeping, 
 for viewing her sweet lying, 
 preserves my life and keeps my soul from dying. 
 Of thousand joys, missing her, I had missed all, 
 whose sight revives me more than ruby pearl and crystal.