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HUSH'D AS THE SLEEP OF INFANT LOVE.
'Twas doubly dear to think of thee,
Because I felt my soul to be
From earthly care and sorrow free.
The tears gush'd from my eyes,
Sweet as the showers of vernal skies.
More sweet I felt those tears to be
Because they were inspired by thee.

III.
Oh that the Visionary's creed
Spake truly to the heart,
That souls of those who fondly love
May spring from earth, as springs the dove
On eager wing, and meet above,
Although our forms on earth must move
From what we love apart!
It was not all an idle dream;—
For, gazing thus upon the gleam
Of light and life through yonder skies,
I cannot think of worldly things,
But, borne on love's imaginings,
My spirit seems to rise.
And while such visions o'er me steal,
The deep unearthly bliss I feel,
Which youthful passion poured o'er me
When, Dearest, first I gazed on thee.