Dream Land.
- WHERE sunless rivers weep
Their waves into the deep,
She sleeps a charmed sleep;
- Awake her not.
- Led by a single star,
She came from very far,
To seek where shadows are
- Her pleasant lot.
- She left the rosy morn,
She left the fields of corn,
For twilight cold and lorn,
- And water-springs.
- Thro’ sleep, as thro’ a veil,
She sees the sky look pale,
And hears the nightingale,
- That sadly sings.
- Rest, rest, a perfect rest,
Shed over brow and breast;
Her face is toward the west,
- The purple land.
- She cannot see the grain
Ripening on hill and plain;
She cannot feel the rain
- Upon her hand.
- Rest, rest, for evermore
Upon a mossy shore,
Rest, rest, that shall endure,
- Till time shall cease;—
- Sleep that no pain shall wake,
Night that no morn shall break,
Till joy shall overtake
- Her perfect peace.
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