For works with similar titles, see A Dream.
A Dream.
::I've had a sweet glimpse
Of a far-away land;
In dreaming, it came unto me;
I thought I was walking
Alone by the strand
Of a placid and beautiful sea.
Of a far-away land;
In dreaming, it came unto me;
I thought I was walking
Alone by the strand
Of a placid and beautiful sea.
Its borders abounded
With verdure and life;
And beyond was a city, so fair,
That with it in grandeur
And elegance rife,
There's nothing on earth can compare.
With verdure and life;
And beyond was a city, so fair,
That with it in grandeur
And elegance rife,
There's nothing on earth can compare.
And angels were there, too;
Though I've never seen
Them, I know how the angels must look;
And one of majestic
And heavenly mien,
Was writing down names in a book.
Though I've never seen
Them, I know how the angels must look;
And one of majestic
And heavenly mien,
Was writing down names in a book.
I wondered if that were
The book, we are told,
Where the names of the blessed appear;
In that beautiful land
Where the streets are of gold,
And the light is so wondrously clear.
The book, we are told,
Where the names of the blessed appear;
In that beautiful land
Where the streets are of gold,
And the light is so wondrously clear.
I longed to know whether
My name was placed there,
And could not resist, till I spoke
To the angel, who looked
O'er the record with care,
But before he could answer,—I woke.
My name was placed there,
And could not resist, till I spoke
To the angel, who looked
O'er the record with care,
But before he could answer,—I woke.
I'm so disappointed,
And wish that I had
Received a response to my call;
For often I fear—
And the thought is so sad—
That it might not have been there at all.
And wish that I had
Received a response to my call;
For often I fear—
And the thought is so sad—
That it might not have been there at all.