A Dream By [William Blake], 1789 ~~One of the [Songs of Innocence]~~ Once a dream did weave a shade\\ O'er my angel-guarded bed,\\ That an emmet lost its way\\ Where on grass methought I lay.\\ \\ Troubled, wildered, and forlorn,\\ Dark, benighted, travel-worn,\\ Over many a tangled spray,\\ All heart-broke, I heard her say:\\ \\ 'O my children! do they cry,\\ Do they hear their father sigh?\\ Now they look abroad to see,\\ Now return and weep for me.'\\ \\ Pitying, I dropped a tear:\\ But I saw a glow-worm near,\\ Who replied, 'What wailing wight\\ Calls the watchman of the night?'\\ \\ 'I am set to light the ground,\\ While the beetle goes his round:\\ Follow now the beetle's hum;\\ Little wanderer, hie thee home!'\\ 2005-03-02 17:42:44.0 2005-03-02 17:42:44.0