I found myself within a forest dark The night, which I had passed so piteously So bitter is it, death is little more But not so much, that did not give me fear Day was departing, and the embrowned air The time was the beginning of the morning At the first moment when I grieved for thee Your eyes where shining brighter than the Star From that which I have heard of her in Heaven That I too late have risen to her succour And may, I fear, already be so lost Assist her so, that I may be consoled God Assist her so God Assist her so And she began to say O spirit courteous of Mantua Weeping, her shining eyes She turned away These words in sombre colour I beheld All hope abandon I found myself within a forest dark The night, which I had passed so piteously So bitter is it, death is little more But not so much, that did not give me fear Day was departing, and the embrowned air The time was the beginning of the morning At the first moment when I grieved for thee Your eyes where shining brighter than the Star Day was departing And the embrowned air The time was the beginning of the morning Shining brighter than the Star God Assist her so And she began to say O spirit courteous of Mantua Weeping, her shining eyes She turned away These words in sombre colour I beheld All hope abandon