And painful joys and rapturous anguish felt;
Till strong, bold hopes possess’d me, and I cried, 280
‘Even at this instant is he at my side;
Yes, now, dear spirit! art thou by, to prove
That mine is lasting, mine the loyal love!’
“Thus have I thought, returning to the Dean,
As one who had some glorious vision seen.
He ask’d no question, but would sit and weep,
And cry, in doleful tone, ‘I cannot sleep!’
“In dreams the chosen of my heart I view’d,