Seeing the words in full of Jeanie, there is striking similarity of language and idea to the much less well known Foster song (but equally compelling), Come With Thy Sweet Voice Again. Both express yearning for a love, lost and irretrievably locked in the past. I have only heard one recording of it, by the tenor Robert White, and even that is long since out of the catalogues.   I wonder why one is so well known, and the other so obscure.

Words, as I recall them, are:

Come with they sweet voice again
To my heart still dear
Laden with soft soothing pain
Like a tear, like a tear.
Bright visions long vanished
Round thy melodies beam
Lulled in the lap of a sigh
Let me dream, let me dream.

Come again. Come with thy sweet voice again.

Bring not the music that tells
How the light hours roll
Bring but the music that wells
From thy soul, from thy soul.
Come not with bright offerings
Cold, unhallowed, and new
Bring but thine own gentle heart
Ever true, ever true.

Come again. Come with they sweet voice again.