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| 09.03.08 22:45 | DREAMS..... |
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Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream!
My spririt not awak'ning till the beam
Of an Eternity should bring the morrow:
Yes! tho' that long dream were of hopeless sorrow,
'Twere better than the dull reality
Of waking life to him whose heart shall be,
And hath been ever, on the chilly earth,
A chaos of deep passion from his birth!
But should it be - that dream eternally
Continuing - as dreams have been to me
In my young boyhood - should it thus be given
'Twere solly still to hope for higher Heaven!
For I have revelli'd, when the sun was bright
In the summer sky; шт dreamy fields of light,
And left unheedingly my very heart
In climes of mine imagining - apart
From mine own and, with beings that have been
Of mine own thought - what more could Ihave seen?
'Twas once and only once and the wild hour
From my remembrance shall not pass - some power
Or spell had bound me - 'twas the chilly wind
Came o'er me in the night and left behind
Its image on my spirit, or the moon
Shone on my slumbers in her lofty noon
Too coldly - or the stars - howe'er it was
That dream was as that night wind - let it pass.
I have been happy - tho' but in a dream.
I have been happy - and I love the the theme -
Dreams! in their vivid colouring of life -
As in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife
Of semblance with reality which brings
To the delirious eye more lovely our own!
Than young Hopr in his sunniest hour hath known
(1827-1828)
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