Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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[Sleep! smile away my sadness, let me sink]
Sleep! smile away my sadness, let me sinkInto a dear unconsciousness of all
Life's toil, Fear's sting, Hope's tremour, and Care's thrall.
Oh! let me dream, and so forget to think!—
And dreaming rest near some bright streamlet's brink,
Where flowers gleam fair, and many a bird doth call,
And many a breeze doth freshening rise and fall,
Whose hushing sighs and murmurs I would drink
Ev'n to my very Soul—that fainteth now
For one deep dewy draught of full repose,
That it may never find strange life! where thou
Art spreading forth thy snares!—thy tempting shows
Displaying to these eyes!—this aching brow
Weighs o'er the languid lids that would for ever close!
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