6. With secret course which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy. GOLDSMITH'S Traveller. 7. Thou spot of earth, where from my bosom WALKER-From the Danish. 8. 'Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark BYRON'S Don Juan. 9. He enter'd in his house-his home no more, BYRON'S Don Juan. 10. The parted bosom clings to wonted home, If aught, that's kindred, cheer the welcome hearth. BYRON'S Childe Harold. 11. I've wander'd on thro' many a clime where flowers of beauty grew, Where all was blissful to the heart and lovely to the view— morn, But none appear'd so sweet to me as the spot where I was born. 12. 'Mid pleasures and palaces tho' we may roam, J. H. PAYNE. 206 DOUBT - DRAMA - DREAMS - SLEEP. 13. How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, SAMUEL WOODWORTH. 14. A neat little cottage in front of a grove, Where in youth they first gave their young hearts up to love, As it call'd up the past with a smile or a tear. 15. And oh, the atmosphere of home! how bright PARK BENJAMIN. 16. Who, that in distant lands has chanc'd to roam, Ne'er thrill'd with pleasure at the name of home? J. T. WATSON. DOUBT. (See CREDULITY.) DRAMA.- (See ACTORS.) DREAMS-SLEEP. 1. If I may trust the flatt'ring eye of sleep, SHAKSPEARE. 2. Dreams are but children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy. SHAKSPEARE. 3. Thus have I had thee, as a dream will flatter, In sleep a king, but, waking, no such matter. SHAKSPEARE. 4. Come sleep, O sleep! the certain knot of peace, SIR PHILIP SIDNEY. 5. Dreams are but interludes, which fancy makes ; 6. Tir'd nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep! DRYDEN. YOUNG'S Night Thoughts. 7. When tir'd with vain rotations of the day, Sleep winds us up for the succeeding dawn. 8. YOUNG'S Night Thoughts. Kind sleep affords The only boon the wretched mind can feel; MURPHY. 9. Oh! thou best comforter of the sad heart, The eyes which sorrow taught to watch and weep. 10. Sleep is no servant of the will; It has caprices of its own: BOWRING-From the Spanish. 11. To each and all, a fair good-night, And rosy dreams, and slumbers light! SCOTT. 208 DREAMS-SLEEP. 12. Well may dreams present us fictions, Since our waking moments teem With such fanciful convictions, As make life itself a dream. 13. Tho' 't is all but a dream at the best, And still when happiest soonest o'er, Yet e'en in a dream to be blest, Is so sweet that I ask for no more. CAMPBELL. MOORE. 14. Again in that accustom'd couch must creep, 16. I would recall a vision which I dream'd, BYRON'S Dream. 17. And dreams in their development have breath, BYRON'S Dream. 18. The sweet siesta of a summer's day. 19. Alas! that dreams are only dreams! That fancy cannot give A lasting beauty to those forms, Which scarce a moment live! 20. But ah! 't is gone, 't is gone, and never Mine such waking bliss can be ; BYRON'S Island. Oh! I would sleep, would sleep for ever, Could I thus but dream of thee! RUFUS DAWES. FRISBIE. 21. Where his thoughts on the pinions of fancy shall roam, 22. When sleep's calm wing is on my brow, And dreams of peace my spirit lull, Before me, like a misty star, That form floats dim and beautiful. W. KELLY. G. D. PRENtice. 23. Strange is the power of dreams! who has not felt, MRS. NORTON's Dream. DRESS. (See APPAREL.) |