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ODE VIII. THE DREAM.

As on a purple Bed supine,
Rapt in the pleasing Joys of Wine,
I lull'd my weary Limbs to Rest,
Methought, with Nymphs supremely blest,
A beauteous Band, I urg'd the Chace,
Contending in the rapid Race;
While fairest Youths, with Envy stung,
Fair as Lyæus ever young,
With jealous Leer, and bitter Jest,
Their keen Malevolence exprest.
Intent on Love, I strive to greet
The gamesome girls with Kisses sweet,

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And, as on Pleasure's Brink I seem,
Wake, and, behold! 'tis all a Dream.
Vex'd to be thus alone in Bed,
My visionary Charmers fled,
To dream once more I close my Eyes;
Again, ye soft Illusions, rise!