Marianne's Dream
A pale Dream came to a Lady fair, And said, A boon, a boon, I pray! I know the secrets of the air, And things...
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A pale Dream came to a Lady fair, And said, A boon, a boon, I pray! I know the secrets of the air, And things are lost in the glare of day, Which I can make the sleeping see, If they will put their trust in me. And thou shalt know of things unknown, If thou wilt let me rest between The veiny lids, whose fringe is thrown Over thine eyes so dark and sheen: And half in hope, and half in fright, The Lady closed her eyes so bright.…
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