I.

Who wakes me from a Dream of Love?
Whose gentle Whispers do I hear?
Whence comes the balmy Kiss I prove?
Who sighs? — — my Strephon sure is near!

II.

What panting Bosom presses mine?
Who kills me with Delights unknown?
'Tis Strephon , or some Pow'r Divine!
Sterphon! it cou'd be thee alone!