The Face I See In Dreams

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Title:     The Face I See In Dreams
Author: James Avis Bartley [More Titles by Bartley]

Strangely sweet, and softly clear,
With pure and starry beams,
Reposing there, and moving here;
The face I see in dreams.

Oh! lovely is that wild, sweet face,
Which thus and ever gleams,
And smiles, with a seraphic grace,
Upon my heart's deep streams.

Oft at pale midnight's holy calm,
Beside imagined streams,
I recognize the soothing balm,
The face I see in dreams.

And, even at noon's wideseeing glare,
When earth, with clamor teems,
That face appears, as strangely fair,
That face I see in dreams.

The sum of universal charms,
The sun of beauty-beams,
Appear to deck that form of forms,
And face I see in dreams.

[The end]
James Avis Bartley's poem: Face I See In Dreams

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