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Day
13
Month
November
Year
1885
Copyright
Public Domain
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Id qulet nooks on Dreamlaml's Jsle, 'M d faney'3 fond and favorite bowers, I oft tbe momcnts sweet begulle, Andlull to sleep 1 f e's íestiess hours. I dream of glories wove soft Fiom out the warp and woof of liie; And thus in dreamlog Üml I oft, My heart set free from toll and strlfe. Vhu dawn and day elasp handsjwd ineet To weave a garland for the moon ; lhen o'er my i$le witli oy replete, ïlanss treinbliDK tress of smlllng moou, [ diflam of isles bencath the sea, Where mermaids tune tUeir harps to sine; And oft I liear thelr sones set free. And o'er my Droamland's waters ring. And tliin J dretm of lsles afar, Beyond our worldly care and trife; Where noughttheirlieplug waterj mar,- Anil drop a toar for eartli and ltfe. ( ec ecrulean waters niffh The sun-bathed Islcs that 6oftly rlse; AtuI cuipyrean landscapes lle Likt? uugel droams of Paradlae. 1 bear llie i uiiliut; robes of spr ng Trall throui;U ihe briglit elysian wood; Ifcel the breuth of tplrit wlng Sweep 'ueaiU tbe suullght's golden üod. Iseethr Irtes iunncital grow, Biijilit flowers liecktbe emerald s d; I ece the streams perennial flow, And beur the angels talk wiflj God. I drink joys )ike drinking wiie, Wble all tb busy wo:ld go?s by; I kno.v a sleep wbose dream is mine, Ttat wlll no more wak-, to die.

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Old News
Ann Arbor Democrat