...the Vale of Cashmire, a vision comes upon him, bringing with it a dream of hopes never felt before. He dreamed a veiled maid Sate near him, talking in low solemn tones. Her voice was like the voice of hi» own soul Heard in the calm of thought ; its music long. Like woven sounds of streams and breezes,...

...the Vale of Cashmire, a vision comes upon him, bringing with it a dream of hopes never felt before. He dreamed a veiled maid Sate near him, talking in low solemn tones. Her voice was like tlie voice of his own soul Heard in the calm of thought ; its music long, Like woven sounds of streams...

...There carne, a dream of hopes that never yet ILid lltish'd his check, lie dreamed a veil'd maid S.uc sound« of streams and breezes, held His inmost sense suspended in its web Of many-colour' H woof and...

...yet Had flufih'd his check, lie dream'da veiled moid ^a'e near him, talking in low silver tones. *w oy, may stand, as I have«tood, Silent with swimming bke woven sounds of streams and breezes, held "is inmost sense suspended in its web Of many-color'd...

...rocks a natural bower, Beside a sparkling rivulet he stretched His languid limbs. A vision on his sleep There came, a dream of hopes that never yet Had flushed his cheek. He dreamt a veiled mnid Sate near him, talking in low solemn tones. Her voice was like the voice of his...

...Cashmere, where " He dreamed a veiled maid Sat near him, talking in low solemn tones : Her voice like to the voice of his own soul. Heard in the calm of thought." After this vision, which is too indistinct to excite the reader's symputhies, Alastor wakes. Whither...

...Cashmere, where " He dreamed a veiled maid Sat near him, talking in low solemn tones : Her voice like to the voice of his own soul, Heard in the calm of thought." After this vision, which is too indistinct to excite the reader's sympathies, Alastor wakes. Whither...

...that never yet Had flush'd his cheek. He dream'da veiled maid Sate near him, talking in low silver tones. Her voice was like the voice of his own soul Heard in the calm of thought : its music long, Uke woven sounds of streams and breezes, held His inmost sense suspended in its web Of many-color'd...

...bower, Beside a sparkling rivulet he stretched His languid limbs. A vision on his sleep There eame, a dream of hopes that never yet Had flushed his cheek....maid Sate near him, talking in low solemn tones. Her voiee was like the voiee of his own soul Heard in the ealm of thought; its music long, Like woven sounds...

...languid limbs. A vision on his sleep There eame, a dream of hopes that never yet Had flushed his eheek. He dreamed a veiled maid Sate near him, talking in low solemn tones. Her voiee was like the voiee of his own soul Heard in the ealm of thought ; its musie long, Like woven...