Excerpt from The Day Dream O lady flora, let me speak: A pleasant hour has past away While, dreaming on your damask cheek The dewy sister-eyelids lay. As by the lattice you reclined I went thro' many wayward moods To see you dreaming - and, behind A summer crisp with shining woods. And I too drcam'd, until at last Across my fancy, brooding warm, The re ex of a legend past, And loosely settled into form. And would you have the thought I had And see the vision that I saw, Then take the broidery-frame, and add A crimson to the quaint Macaw And I will tell it. Turn your face, Nor look with that too-earnest eye The rhymes are dazzled from their place. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works."