Bad Dreams I By Robert Browning

Bad Dreams I

LAST night I saw you in my sleep:
And how your charm of face was changed!
I asked ‘Some love, some faith you keep?’
You answered ‘Faith gone, love estranged.’

Whereat I woke- a twofold bliss:
Waking was one, but next there came
This other: ‘Though I felt, for this,
My heart break, I loved on the same.’


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