. A selection of posthumous poems. ?I 1 1 1 1 -» ii i 1 i. ON THE PLEASURES OF DREAMING. When gentle slumber drowns the soul, And day dreams are forgot,New scenes before the fancy stroll. In palace and in cot. We live again in other worlds, Old friends we seem to meet;The vernal sun her face unveils, And flowers are bright and sweet. We range the wood and flowery lawn, Beyond the haunts of men;Here flies the stag, there skips the fawn, Oer mountain, dale and glen. We sit beside the purling stream, And hear the Zephyrs sigh;Or bask beneath the summers beam, Though Winters winds are high. ON THE
. A selection of posthumous poems. ?I 1 1 1 1 -» ii i 1 i. ON THE PLEASURES OF DREAMING. When gentle slumber drowns the soul, And day dreams are forgot,New scenes before the fancy stroll. In palace and in cot. We live again in other worlds, Old friends we seem to meet;The vernal sun her face unveils, And flowers are bright and sweet. We range the wood and flowery lawn, Beyond the haunts of men;Here flies the stag, there skips the fawn, Oer mountain, dale and glen. We sit beside the purling stream, And hear the Zephyrs sigh;Or bask beneath the summers beam, Though Winters winds are high. ON THE PLEASURES OE DREAMING Then music with her heavenly charms, Lulls the delighted ear,Or like a flood of pleasure, drowns The soul, with gushing tear. Phantasmagoric figures move, Before the mental eye ;Or busy household scenes of love, And mirth of infancy. The dancing, masquerading nymph, Frolics, or frowns, or leers;The sylph, or fairy form, or imp, With magic movement cheers. Then Indian groves appear, with fruit, Delicious—lovely—fair;Or orange bo
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