Best Image of my self and dearer half, [ 95 ]

    trouble of ts t in sleep

    Affects me equally; nor can I like

    th dream, of evil sprung I fear;

    Yet evil whee can harbour none,

    Created pure. But kno in the Soule [ 100 ]

    Are many lesser Faculties t serve

    Reason as c

    ernal things,

    c,

    Sions, Aerie shapes, [ 105 ]

    hich Reason joyning or disjoyning, frames

    All w we affirm or w deny, and call

    Our knoires

    Into e Cell s.

    Oft in her absence mimic Fansie wakes [ 110 ]

    to imitate  misjoyning shapes,

    ilde , and most in dreams,

    Ill matc or late.

    Som suchinks I find

    Of our last Eevnings talk, in thy dream, [ 115 ]

    But ion strange; yet be not sad.

    Evil into the mind of God or Man

    May come and go, so unapprovd, and leave

    No spot or blame behind: hich gives me hope

    t  abo dream, [ 120 ]

    aking t consent to do.

    Be not disnd those looks

    t  to be more chearful and serene

    t smiles on the orld,

    And let us to our fress rise [ 125 ]

    Among tains, and the Flours

    t open no bosomd smells

    Reservd from nig for tore.

    So cheard he his fair Spouse, and she was cheard,

    But silently a gentle tear let fall [ 130 ]

    From eith her haire;

    t ready stood,

    Eacal sluce, hey fell

    Kissd as t remorse

    And pious a feard to have offended. [ 135 ]

    So all o te.