Best Image of my self and dearer half, [ 95 ]
trouble of ts t in sleep
Affects me equally; nor can I like
th dream, of evil sprung I fear;
Yet evil whee can harbour none,
Created pure. But kno in the Soule [ 100 ]
Are many lesser Faculties t serve
Reason as c
ernal things,
c,
Sions, Aerie shapes, [ 105 ]
hich Reason joyning or disjoyning, frames
All w we affirm or w deny, and call
Our knoires
Into e Cell s.
Oft in her absence mimic Fansie wakes [ 110 ]
to imitate misjoyning shapes,
ilde , and most in dreams,
Ill matc or late.
Som suchinks I find
Of our last Eevnings talk, in thy dream, [ 115 ]
But ion strange; yet be not sad.
Evil into the mind of God or Man
May come and go, so unapprovd, and leave
No spot or blame behind: hich gives me hope
t abo dream, [ 120 ]
aking t consent to do.
Be not disnd those looks
t to be more chearful and serene
t smiles on the orld,
And let us to our fress rise [ 125 ]
Among tains, and the Flours
t open no bosomd smells
Reservd from nig for tore.
So cheard he his fair Spouse, and she was cheard,
But silently a gentle tear let fall [ 130 ]
From eith her haire;
t ready stood,
Eacal sluce, hey fell
Kissd as t remorse
And pious a feard to have offended. [ 135 ]
So all o te.