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Poem by Amy Levy


The Dream


Believe me, this was true last night,
Tho it is false to-day.
-- A.M.F. Robinson.


A fair dream to my chamber flew:
Such a crowd of folk that stirred,
Jested, fluttered; only you,
You alone of all that band,
Calm and silent, spake no word.
Only once you neared my place,
And your hand one moments space
Sought the fingers of my hand;
Your eyes flashed to mine; I knew
All was well between us two.

* * * * *

On from dream to dream I past,
But the first sweet vision cast
Mystic radiance oer the last.

* * * * *

When I woke the pale night lay
Still, expectant of the day;
All about the chamber hung
Tender shade of twilight gloom;
The fair dream hovered round me, clung
To my thought like faint perfume:--
Like sweet odours, such as cling
To the void flask, which erst encloses
Attar of rose; or the pale string
Of amber which has lain with roses.



Amy Levy


Amy Levy's other poems:
  1. On the Wye in May
  2. On the Threshold
  3. The Two Terrors
  4. The Old Poet
  5. To E.


Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • George Byron The Dream ("Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world") 1816
  • John Donne The Dream ("DEAR love, for nothing less than thee")
  • Aphra Behn The Dream ("All trembling in my arms Aminta lay")
  • Edna Millay The Dream ("LOVE, if I weep it will not matter")

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