Where sunless rivers weep br Their waves into the deep br She sleeps a charmed sleep: br Awake her not. br Led by a single star, br She came from very far br To seek where shadows are br Her pleasant lot. br br She left the rosy morn, br She left the fields of corn, br For twilight cold and lorn br And water springs. br Through sleep, as through a veil, br She sees the sky look pale, br And hears the nightingale br That sadly sings. br br Rest, rest, a perfect rest br Shed over brow and breast; br Her face is toward the west, br The purple land. br She cannot see the grain br Ripening on hill and plain; br She cannot feel the rain br Upon her hand. br br Rest, rest, for evermore br Upon a mossy shore; br Rest, rest at the heart's core br Till time shall cease: br Sleep that no pain shall wake; br Night that no morn shall break br Till joy shall overtake br Her perfect peace.