A Dream

 Once a dream did weave a shade,
O'er my Angel-guarded bed.

That an Emmet lost it's way
Where on grass methought I lay.


Troubled wildered and forlorn
Dark benighted travel-worn,
Over many a tangled spray,
All heart-broke I heard her say.


O my children! do they cry,
Do they hear their father sigh.

Now they look abroad to see,
Now return and weep for me.


Pitying I dropp'd a tear;
But I saw a glow-worm near:
Who replied.
 What wailing wight
Calls the watchman of the night.


I am set to light the ground,
While the beetle goes his round:
Follow now the beetles hum,
Little wanderer hie thee home.

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