Poems (Howard)/A Dream (I've had a sweet glimpse)
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A Dream.
I've had a sweet glimpse Of a far-away land; In dreaming, it came unto me; I thought I was walking Alone by the strand Of a placid and beautiful sea.
Its borders abounded With verdure and life; And beyond was a city, so fair, That with it in grandeur And elegance rife, There's nothing on earth can compare.
And angels were there, too; Though I've never seen Them, I know how the angels must look; And one of majestic And heavenly mien, Was writing down names in a book.
I wondered if that were The book, we are told, Where the names of the blessed appear; In that beautiful land Where the streets are of gold, And the light is so wondrously clear.
I longed to know whether My name was placed there, And could not resist, till I spoke To the angel, who looked O'er the record with care, But before he could answer,—I woke.
I'm so disappointed, And wish that I had Received a response to my call; For often I fear— And the thought is so sad—That it might not have been there at all.