O when I shut my eyes in spring
A choir of heaven's swans I see
They sail on lakes of blue, and sing
Or shelter in a willow tree:
They sing of peace in heart and mind
Such as on earth you may not find
When I lie down in summertime
I still can hear the scythes that smite
The ripened flowers in their prime
And still can see the meadows white
In summertime my rest is small
If any rest I find at all
In autumn, when my eyes I close
I see the yellow stars ablazе
Among the tangled winds that rose
At sunsеt in a circled maze;
Like armoured nights they ride the skies
And prick the closed lids of my eyes
But when in wintertime I sleep
I nothing see, nor nothing hear;
The angels in my spirit keep
A silent watch, and being there
They cause my soul to lie as dead
A stream enchanted in her bed
Four Nights was written by Fredegond Shove & Ralph Vaughan Williams.