And I water'd it in fears, 5
Night & morning with my tears ;
And I sunnM it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night, 9
Till it bore an apple bright ;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,
And into my garden stole 13
When the night had veil'd the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree.
both] by MS. Book. ii And . . . shine] And I gave it to my
foe MS. Book 15/ rdg. del. The Angel I Dreamt a Dream ! what can it mean ? i And that I was a maiden Queen, Guarded by an Angel mild : Witless woe was ne'er beguil'd ! And I wept both night and day, 5 And he wip'd my tears away. And I wept both day and night. And hid from him my heart's delight. So he took his wings and fled ; 9 Then the morn blush'd rosy red ; I dried my tears, & arm'd my fears With ten thousand shields and spears. Engraved on a single plate, from the fair copy, written in pencil, on p. 103 (reversed) of the MS. Book. The title written later. The original coloured design of this plate is found on p. 65 of the MS. Book.
