rnoN THE usIrkn STATES LITERARY GAZETTE.

DREAMS.
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Oh that dreams we're not dreams, for mine have be,
The shadows of my hopes. Thence have grown
In love with ideal forms. In youth saw
Most beauteous beings in mine hours of sleep
Fair maidens with their bright and sunny locks
Falling o'cr necks whose hue of the snow,
Ger bosoms whose soft throbbings not the veil
of gossamer could hide from the tranced eye.
I saw when that my cheek had lost its down.
And wrote MAN, world ofglittering words
Writ by the hand of health upon that leaf
OF human life. l saw bright swords, brave plumes
And slaves of office--robes Of honor--all
That speak ofhigh employment, and awards
OF national emprises. Other thoughts
That were, by day, hobes. and in slumber, dreams,
Came to me, of my line continued in
lllustrious heirs. The hoy upon my knee
Became a Socrates, and he who played
With the dark ringets on his mothers brow,
The saviour of a realm. The little maid
Who, lost in mimic tenderness, caressed
4 pasteboard emblem of our helpless state,
] welded to a warrior, sworn and pledged
To die as had his fathers, at the call
OF liberty.


Time flew, and am now
An aged man with hoary hair. and step
All trembling yet entertain crowd
of dreams, but they are of the world whereto
Age, and hopes crushed, are hutrying me. see
In slumber an offended God, begirt
With Cheribm around his hidden throne,--
And angels of his attributes, the guards
Ofhis dominions They who represent
Truth, Peace, ant.Jusce ask the darker doom
Upon my head for had wildly erred;
But Mercy, darling child of the Most High,
Pleads for me, and prevails hear voice
Ring through the spheres of heaven-a voice of love
Pronouncng pardon, and Join the choir
That worships, and shall worship him eternay. J