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I dream'd—methought I stood upon a strand
Unblest with day for ages; and despair
Had seized me, but for cooling airs that fann'd
My forehead, and a voice that said ‘Prepare!’
Anon I felt a dawning was at hand;
A planet rose, whose light no cloud could mar,
And made thro' all the landscape near and far,
A wild half-morning for that dreary land;
I saw her seas come washing to the shore
In sheets of gleaming ripples, wide and fair;
I saw her goodly rivers brimming o'er,
And from their fruitful shallows look'd the star;
And all seem'd kiss'd with star-light! till the beam
Of sunrise broke and yet fulfill'd my dream.
Unblest with day for ages; and despair
Had seized me, but for cooling airs that fann'd
My forehead, and a voice that said ‘Prepare!’
Anon I felt a dawning was at hand;
A planet rose, whose light no cloud could mar,
And made thro' all the landscape near and far,
A wild half-morning for that dreary land;
I saw her seas come washing to the shore
In sheets of gleaming ripples, wide and fair;
I saw her goodly rivers brimming o'er,
And from their fruitful shallows look'd the star;
And all seem'd kiss'd with star-light! till the beam
Of sunrise broke and yet fulfill'd my dream.
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