Felt But Never Seen…


 Its image on my spirit, or the moon

Shone on my slumbers in her lofty noon

Too coldly – or the stars – however it was

That dream was as that night wind – let it pass.


I have been happy – thou but in a dream.

I have been happy – and I love the theme –

Dreama! In their vivid colouring of life  –

As in that fleeting, shadowy, misty strife

Of semblance with reality which brings

To the delirious eye more lovely things

Of Paradise and Love – and all our own!

Than young Hope in his sunniest hour hath known.

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