I dreamt a dream: what can it mean? And then I was a maiden queen Guarded by an angel mild Witless woe, was ne'er beguiled And I wept both night and day And he dried my tears away And I wept both day and night And hid from him my heart's delight So he took his wings and fled Then the morn blushed rosy red I dried my tears, armed my fears With ten thousand shields and spears Soon my angel came again I was armed, he came in vain For the time of youth was fled And grey hairs were on my head And grey hairs were on my head And grey hairs were on my head And grey hairs were on my head And grey hairs were on my head