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REVERIE.

Where moonlight is stealing
Through juniper branches, I stand;
And my heart
Is wrapped in the feeling
That falls from some wonderful land
Where thou art.
I mirror thy sweetness
In fancy upon the blue heaven
Afar;
And sigh for the fleetness
Beside thee to float that is given
A star.
Cold mist like a spirit
Blown in from the East settles over
The sea.
Sweet music:—I hear it
Borne far from some wingéd sea-rover
To me.
Like hope in the distance,
To silver the sorrow of night
With her ray,

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A ghostly existence
The beacon is glimmering bright
On the bay.
Yet little I reckon
Of music or moonlight redeeming
The sea;
Of starlight or beacon.
My loved one, I only am dreaming
Of thee.