I MET one in the Land of Sleep Who seemed a friend long known and true. I woke. That friend I could not keep -- For him I never knew. Yet there was one in life's young morn Loved me, I thought, as I loved him. Slow from that trance I waked forlorn, To find his love grown dim. He by whose side in dreams I ranged, Unknown by name, my friend still seems; While he I knew so well has changed. So both were only dreams. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TIMES GO BY TURNS by ROBERT SOUTHWELL AMORETTI: 68 by EDMUND SPENSER ODE SUNG AT THE OPENING OF THE INTERNATIONAL EXHIBITION by ALFRED TENNYSON THE SON; SOUTHERN OHIO MARKET TOWN by FREDERICK RIDGELY TORRENCE A WOMAN'S APOLOGY by ALFRED AUSTIN INTIMATE VISION by JOSEPHINE BATES ON H----YS FRIENDSHIP by WILLIAM BLAKE |