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st thrill of earthly happiness! 'Twas joy to live on earth in pain! I'll bless Thee, gods, if I may see its fields I've trod To kiss its fragrant flowers, and clasp the sod Of mother Earth, that grand and beauteous world! From all its happiness, alas! was hurled My spirit,--then in frenzy--I awoke! Great Bel! a dream it was! as vanished smoke It sped! and I sprang from my couch and prayed To all the gods, and thus my soul allayed. And then with blessings on my lips, I sought My couch, and dropped away in blissful thought In dream the second: "Then the Silver Sky Came to me. Near the Stream of Life I lie: My couch the rarest flowers; and music thrills My soul! How soft and sweet it sounds from rills And streams, and feathered songsters in the trees Of Heaven's fruits!--e'en all that here doth please The heart of man was there. In a dear spot I lay, 'mid olives, spices, where was wrought A beauteous grotto; and beside me near, Were friends I loved; and one both near and dear With me reclined, in blissful converse, sweet With tender thoughts. Our joy was full, complete! The ministering spirits there had spread Before us all a banquet on the mead, With Heaven's food and nectar for our feast; And oh, so happy! How our joy increased As moments flew, to years without an end! To Courts Refulgent there we oft did wend. "Beside a silver lake, a holy fane There stood within the centre of the plain, High built on terraces, with walls of gold, Where palaces and mansions there enfold A temple of the gods, that stands within 'Mid feathery palms and _gesdin_[1] bowers green, The city rises to a dizzy height, With jewelled turrets flashing in the light, Grand mansions piled on mansions rising high Until the glowing summits reach the sky. A cloud of myriad wings, e'er fills the sky, As doves around their nests on earth here fly; The countless millions of the souls on earth, The gods have brought to light from mortal birth, Are carried there from the dark world of doom; For countless numbers more there still is room. Through trailing vines my Love and I oft wind, With arms of love around each other twined. This day, we passed along the Stream of Life, Through blooming gardens, with sweet odors rife; Beneath the ever-ripening fruits we walk, Along dear paths, and sweetly sing, or talk, While warbling birds around us fly in view, From bloom to bloom with wings of every hue;
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