h! having drunken

    eary childhoods mandragore,

    From ty eyes have sunken

    Pleasures, to make room for more---

    Sleeping near the day before.

    Nosegays! leave the waking:

    they grew.

    Dim are suche breaking

    Amaranto---

    Folded eyes see brighe open ever do.

    heaven-flowers, rayed by shadows golden

    From th,

    Now perhaps divinely holden,

    S h---

    e may th.

    Vision unto vision calleth,

    h on.

    Fair, O dreamer, th

    it won!

    Darker  termorn, by summer sun.

    e ss ringing

    Round the clouds away.

    tis t drahem, singing

    In t-seeming clay---

    Singing!---Stars t seem test, go in music all the way.

    As taper,

    As the bees around a rose,

    As ts around a vapour,---

    So ts group and close

    Round about a s repose.

    Sness overlean thee,---

    Flash

    On ts whee,---

    , . . . not in sooth

    t t from some aeth.

    is angels duty,

    During slumber, shade by shade:

    to fine doy

    to t must be made,

    Ere t praises, or tomb s fade.

    Softly, softly! make no noises!

    Now h dead and dumb---

    Now he angels voices

    Folding silence in the room---

    Now hey come.

    Speak not! ed---

    Breath across his eyes.

    Lifted up and separated,

    On the hand of God he lies,

    In a sness beyond toucral sanctities.

    Could ye bless he