No. IL.
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Spirit ofyon lonely star,


Sleeping in thy silver Car,
Oh that thy repose were mine,--
Dweller in that holy shrine!
Sleep, o Spirit, be thy rest
but with dreams ofpleasure blest,
Dreams of those delightful hours
Spent in loves enchanted bowers;
Dreams ofthose impassioned songs
Raptur'd Echo's voice prolongs,
Caught up from some lovers shell,
Breathing more than love can tell.
Me, when Slumber's curtain rise
Softly DER my aching eyes,


Me far other dreams oppress,


Dreams oftcrror and distress: