LXXIII + 

Dreams + 

Oh! miserable power + 

To dreams allow’d, to raise the guilty past, + 

And back awhile the illumined spirit to cast + 

On its youth’s twilight hour; + 

In mockery guiling it to act again + 

The revel or the scoff in Satan’s frantic train! + 

Nay, hush thee, angry heart! + 

An Angel’s grief ill fits a penitent; + 

Welcome the thorn⁠—it is divinely sent, + 

And with its wholesome smart + 

Shall pierce thee in thy virtue’s palmy home, + 

And warn thee what thou art, and whence thy wealth has come. + 