O what hath overwrought
My all amazed thought?
Or whereto am I brought
That thus in vain have sought
Till Time and Truth hath taught
I labour all for nought?

The day I see is clear
But I am ne`er the near
For grief doth still appear
To cross our merry cheer
While I can nothing hear
But winter all the year.

Cold hold
The sun will shine warm
Therefore now fear no harm.
O blessed beams
Where beauty streams
Happy happy light to love`s dreams.