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Samuel Kettell, ed.  Specimens of American Poetry.  1829.
 
Dream. To ***
By Levi Frisbie (1784–1822)
 
STAY, stay, sweet vision, do not leave me—
  Soft sleep, still o’er my senses reign;
Stay, loveliest phantom, still deceive me;
  Ah! let me dream that dream again.
 
Thy head was on my shoulder leaning;        5
  Thy hand in mine was gently prest;
Thine eyes so soft and full of meaning,
  Were bent on me and I was blest.
 
No word was spoken, all was feeling,
  The silent transport of the heart;        10
The tear that o’er my cheek was stealing;
  Told what words could ne’er impart.
 
And could this be but mere illusion?
  Could fancy all so real seem?
Here fancy’s scenes are wild confusion—        15
  And can it be I did but dream.
 
I ’m sure I felt thy forehead pressing,
  Thy very breath stole o’er my cheek,
I ’m sure I saw those eyes confessing
  What the tongue could never speak.        20
 
Ah! no, ’t is gone, ’t is gone, and never
  Mine such waking bliss can be;
Oh I would sleep, would sleep for ever,
  Could I thus but dream of thee.
 
 
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