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A VISION.
“Whence dost thou come to me,
Sweetest of visions,
Filling my slumbers with holiest joy?”
Sweetest of visions,
Filling my slumbers with holiest joy?”
“Kindly I bring to thee
Feelings of childhood,
That in thy dreams thou be happy awhile.”
Feelings of childhood,
That in thy dreams thou be happy awhile.”
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“Why dost thou steal from me
Ever as slumber
Flies, and reality chills me again?”
Ever as slumber
Flies, and reality chills me again?”
“Life thou must struggle through:
Strive,—and in slumber
Sweetly again I will steal to thy soul.”
Strive,—and in slumber
Sweetly again I will steal to thy soul.”
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