Caroline Norton (Каролина Нортон)

Dreams

SURELY I heard a voice-surely my name
Was breathed in tones familiar to my heart!
I listened-and the low wind stealing came,
In darkness and in silence to depart.

Surely I saw a form, a proud bright form,
Standing beside my couch! I raised mine eyes:
'Twas but a dim cloud, herald of a storm,
That floated through the grey and twilight skies.

Surely the brightness of the summer hour
Hath suddenly burst upon the circling gloom!
I dream; 'twas but the perfume of a flower,
Which the breeze wafted through the silent room.

Surely a hand clasped mine with greetings fond!
A name is murmured by my lips with pain;
Woe for that sound-woe for love's broken bond.
I start-I wake-I am alone again! 

1. The Mother’s Heart
2. On Seeing Anthony, the Eldest Child of Lord and Lady Ashley
3. Edward
4. A Voice from the Factories
5. They Loved One Another

Henry Timrod (Генри Тимрод) Dreams ("Who first said "false as dreams?" Not one who saw")

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