And though it be a waking dream, Yet let it like an odour rise; To all the senses here, And fall like sleep upon their eyes, Or music in their ear. Ben Jonson.The Vision of Delight.
Ill dream no moreby manly mind Not even in sleep is will resigned. My midnight orisons said oer, Ill turn to rest, and dream no more. Scott.Lady of the Lake, end of Canto I.