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A dream it was let warning voice it be! The rock that overhangs the sea Was my bed, and dreaming, I fancied I saw the waves roll in and out, And heard the billows’ ceaseless roar. Near the shore a ship I saw, And strange to tell, for strange the sight: Near and nearer two seamen approached, And one, well I knew his face, thy father was Der Andre? And who was the other, pray?
Is this a vision which I see, Or am I now set free from long delusion? Has morning truly dawned on me? See, there he stands, his face with sorrow clouding He tells me all his mingled hope and fear; Is it the voice of sympathy that cheats me? As he has oft in dreams, so stands he here! The sorrow which within my breast is burning Ah, this compassion, what dare I call it?