letra de anne bronte - dreams - jo wyatt
while on my lonely couch i lie
i seldom feel myself alone
for fancy fills my dreaming eye
with scenes and pleasures of its own
then i may cherish at my breast
an infant’s form beloved and fair
may smile and soothe it into rest
with all a mother’s fondest care
how sweet to feel its helpless form
depending thus on me alone!
and while i hold it safe and warm
what bliss to think it is my own!
and glances then may meet my eyes
that daylight never showed to me;
what raptures in my bosom rise
thosе earnest looks of love to see
to feel my hand so kindly prеst
to know myself beloved at last
to think my heart has found a rest
my life of solitude is past!
but then to wake and find it flown
the dream of happiness destroyed
to find myself unloved, alone
what tongue can speak the dreary void?
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