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Literary Gazette, 29th March 1823, Page 203-204


The dream on the pillow
    That flits with the day,
The leaf of the willow
    A breath wears away;

The dust on the blossom,
    The spray on the sea:
Aye—ask thine own bosom—
    Are emblems of thee.

When I trust the dark waters,
    And tempests are near,
List the blue sea's false daughters,
    And think not on fear—

Oh then I'll believe thee
    As once I believed,
Nor dread thou'lt deceive me
    As thou hast deceived.

When the rose blooms at Christmas
    I'll trust thee again,
Or the snow falls in summer,—
    But never till then!