I think of thee in watches of the night, br I feel thee near; br Like mystic lamps consumed with too much light br Thine eyes burn clear. br br The barriers that divide us in the day br And hide from view, br Like idle cobwebs now are brushed away br Between us two. br br I probe the deep recesses of thy mind br Without control, br And in its inmost labyrinth I find br My own lost soul. br br No longer like an exile on the earth br I wildly roam, br I was thy double from the hour of birth br And thou my home.