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  1. A Dream

From the recording A Dream


A Dream
Once a dream did weave a shade, O'er my Angel-guarded bed, That an Emmet lost its way Where on grass methought I lay. Troubled wilderd and forlorn, Dark benighted, travel-worn, Over many a tangled spray All heart-broke I heard her say. Oh my children! do they cry Do they hear their father sigh. Now they look abroad to see, Now return and weep for me. Pitying I drop’d a tear: But I saw a glow-worm near: Who replied. What wailing wight Calls the watchman of the night. I am set to light the ground, While the beetle goes his round: Follow now the beetles hum, Little wanderer hie thee home!'