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ROUSSEAU'S DREAM.
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ROUSSEAU'S DREAM.
Life for me is dark and dreary;
Every light is quenched and gone;
O'er its waste all lone and weary,
Sorrow's child I journey on.
Thou whose smile alone can cheer me,
Whose bright form still haunts my breast,
From this world in pity bear me,
To thy own high home of rest.
Every light is quenched and gone;
O'er its waste all lone and weary,
Sorrow's child I journey on.
Thou whose smile alone can cheer me,
Whose bright form still haunts my breast,
From this world in pity bear me,
To thy own high home of rest.
Hush!—o'er Leman's sleeping water,
Whispering tones of love I hear;
'Tis some fond unearthly daughter,
Woos me to her own bright sphere.
Immortal beauty! yes, I see thee,
Come, oh! come to this wild breast;
O! I fly—I burn to meet thee,
Take me to thy home of rest.
Whispering tones of love I hear;
'Tis some fond unearthly daughter,
Woos me to her own bright sphere.
Immortal beauty! yes, I see thee,
Come, oh! come to this wild breast;
O! I fly—I burn to meet thee,
Take me to thy home of rest.
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