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11558	Goodrich, Samuel G. (Samuel Griswold)	Poems			.txt	text/plain	18992	1744	97	Bright bosom-gems of a golden sea. Away sped the maskers like arrows of light And Fancy hath whispered in numbers light, Across thy breast like things of air, Like leaves and flowers, the group is gone. On wings of thought like shadows we flew, Its wave like a maiden's bosom swelling? And fair forms glided on wings of light, In darkness it came, like a storm-sent bird, Where wild-flowers blushed 'mid silence and shade; The Frost Spirit went, like the lover light, As she flew on the tide, like a thing of life. Yet deep beneath, the wild flowers lone and light, Came o'er his spirit like a spell,--and bright, Along thy leaves, as whispering spirits breathe. Like far-off echoes to my dreaming ear, Like the light gull whose wing is stretched for flight. And send sweet dreams to light the sullen deep!' Shall gather music from the wood and wave,	./cache/11558.txt	./txt/11558.txt