V.
O sleep, it is a gentle thing
Belovd from pole to pole!
To Mary-queen the praise be yeven
She sent the gentle sleep from heaven
That slid into my soul.
The silly buckets on the deck
That had so long remaind,
I dreamt that they were ?lld with dew
And when I awoke it raind.
My lips were wet, my throat was cold,
My garments all were dank;
Sure I had drunken in my dreams
And still my body drank.
I movd and could not feel my limbs,
I was so light, almost
I thought that I had died in sleep,
And was a blessed Ghost.
The roaring wind! it roard far off,
It did not come anear;
But with its sound it shook the sails
That were so thin and sere.
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