 | Lyrics by John B Tabb |  |
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ASLEEP.
Nay, wake him not!
Unfelt our presence near,
Nor falls a whisper on his dreaming ear:
He sees but Sleep's celestial visions clear,
All else forgot.
Unfelt our presence near,
Nor falls a whisper on his dreaming ear:
He sees but Sleep's celestial visions clear,
All else forgot.
And who shall say
That, in life's waking dream,
There be not ever near us those we deem
(As now our faces to the Sleeper seem)
Far, far away?
That, in life's waking dream,
There be not ever near us those we deem
(As now our faces to the Sleeper seem)
Far, far away?
| Lyrics by John B Tabb | |