When welcome slumber sets my spirit free, Forth to fictitious happiness it flies, And where Elysian bowers of bliss arise, I seem, my Emmeline -- to meet with thee! Ah! Fancy then, dissolving human ties, Gives me the wishes of my soul to see; Tears of fond pity fill thy soften'd eyes: In heavenly harmony -- our hearts agree. Alas! these joys are mine in dreams alone, When cruel Reason abdicates her throne! Her harsh return condemns me to complain Thro' life unpitied, unrelieved, unknown! And as the dear delusions leave my brain, She bids the truth recur -- with aggravated pain! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AUCTION: ANDERSON GALLERIES by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE CONFESSIONAL by ROBERT BROWNING A CORN SONG by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR HYMN OF THE WEST by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN ON HIS MISTRESS, THE QUEEN OF BOHEMIA by HENRY WOTTON SURCEASE by ALICE GARDNER ADAMS THE NIGHTINGALE THAT WAS DROWNED by PHILIP AYRES |