Seal up my eyes in sleep That I may dream again Of woodland fays mid mosses Fair in that deep glen.
Seal up my lips in silence, No sound allow these feet For in this mystic moment All Nature is complete.
Seal up my heart to sorrow And open again the gates Of love that each tomorrow Joy designates.
Poems Undated (1727)
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