Henry Wadsworth Longfellow on Dreams
1807–1882 United States
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Thou driftest gently down the tides of sleep.
A region of repose it seems,
A place of slumber and of dreams.
Dreams of the summer night!
Tell her, her lover keeps
Watch! while in slumbers light
She sleeps.
'Twas but a dream,—let it pass,—let it vanish like so many others!
What I thought was a flower is only a weed, and is worthless.
The Courtship of Miles Standish (1858)
Is this is a dream? O, if it be a dream,
Let me sleep on, and do not wake me yet!
The Spanish Student (1843)
For I am weary, and am overwrought
With too much toil, with too much care distraught,
And with the iron crown of anguish crowned.
Lay thy soft hand upon my brow and cheek,
* O peaceful Sleep!