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THE WORLD OF DREAMS.
v.
Hark! a sound! thou vanished year!
Now thy brief career is o'er:
Take, oh! take, my parting tear,
We shall meet no more.
Sleep in dust, 'mid ages gone—
There it rang, thy funeral knell!
But in my heart, while time moves on,
Shall live our last Farewell.
Hark! a sound! thou vanished year!
Now thy brief career is o'er:
Take, oh! take, my parting tear,
We shall meet no more.
Sleep in dust, 'mid ages gone—
There it rang, thy funeral knell!
But in my heart, while time moves on,
Shall live our last Farewell.
The World of Dreams.
i.
The world of fairy, wreath, and song,
And elfin heaven of pearly ray,
Oh, not to night alone belong
Visions of beauty fair as they!
The world of fairy, wreath, and song,
And elfin heaven of pearly ray,
Oh, not to night alone belong
Visions of beauty fair as they!
ii.
They come by morn, they come by even,
Where'er the young heart's pulses bound;
Where love in love has found its heaven,
There is the spirit's magic ground.
They come by morn, they come by even,
Where'er the young heart's pulses bound;
Where love in love has found its heaven,
There is the spirit's magic ground.
iii.
Where souls are mingling into one,
Life's flowers young foreheads garlanding;
Where truth's sweet lyre awakes its tone,
There is the spirit's magic ring.
Where souls are mingling into one,
Life's flowers young foreheads garlanding;
Where truth's sweet lyre awakes its tone,
There is the spirit's magic ring.
iv.
The treasured wealth of blissful dreams,
The rich and glorious gift of youth—
Oh false are they who say its beams
Fade in the morning light of truth!
The treasured wealth of blissful dreams,
The rich and glorious gift of youth—
Oh false are they who say its beams
Fade in the morning light of truth!
v.
Beyond Telesmé's[1] haunted shade,
And wizard stream, whose sluggish flow
Murmurs from out the darkness made
By leaves the day ne'er shines below;
Beyond Telesmé's[1] haunted shade,
And wizard stream, whose sluggish flow
Murmurs from out the darkness made
By leaves the day ne'er shines below;
- ↑ For a description of the enchanted mountain Telesmé, from which the word alisman is derived, vide Beauchamp.