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XVIII. DELIGHTS.

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Rock'd on the salt deep
Into a sunny sleep,
And a dream sublime
Of the flow of Time,
Whose billows without number
Bear all things in a slumber
Into Eternity,
As we
Over the glowing sea
Are wafted sleepingly:

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Pillow'd, with leaves and stars above us,
Upon hearts that love us;
Clasp'd and folden
In arms and eyes,
Till from full-cupp'd pleasure's brink
Into a trance we sink,

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With visions golden
Peopling the shadow of our ecstasies—
Redeeming sleep from death,
And doubling every joy that perisheth:

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Upon an oaken bough
In the fierce wind swinging,
Shouting to earth below,
To the clouds on high
And the birds that round us fly
Rejoicingly,
Words of a clear-tongued poet's singing,
Lofty flights of madness winging:
These are delights divine—
They have been mine.