In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed-
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.
Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?
That holy dream- that holy dream,While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.
What though that light, thro' storm and night,
So trembled from afar-
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth's day-star?
Haii everyone this is Karlie:)
sorry about the videos not being posted yet i thought i could edit and upload but.. im not that smart so im sure that darian would'nt mind doing next time i see her:) thanks for being patient with darian and I:) so i hope that you like this poem about dreams i picked it because im tired and dreaming sounds like fun right about now:):) soo thanks for reading this and following us! k bye:)
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