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Poem	SONNET CCXII. Solea lontana in sonno consolarme. SHE ANNOUNCES TO HIM, IN A VISION, THAT HE WILL NEVER SEE HER MORE. To soothe me distant far, in days gone by,With dreams of one whose glance all heaven combined,Was mine; now fears and sorrow haunt my mind,Nor can I from that grief, those terrors fly:For oft in sleep I mark within her eyeDeep pity with o'erwhelming sadness join'd;And oft I seem to hear on every windAccents, which from my breast chase peace and joy."That last dark eve," she cries, "remember'st thou,When to those doting eyes I bade farewell,[Pg 219]Forced by the time's relentless tyranny?I had not then the power, nor heart to tell,What thou shalt find, alas! too surely true—Hope not again on earth thy Laura's face to see." Wrangham.
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