aso say ame and prosaic my dreams are groic, seldom even rural. tecture and of buildings cities abroad, ural day, Rome, Amsterdam, Paris, Lisbon -- t- places, s -- a map-like distinctness of trace -- and a day-lig  being amoreland fells -- my  Alps, -- but ts too migion; and I ual struggles of to make out a sever, of  I  country, but tains y of my dreams mortifies me. t his will can conjure up icy domes, and pleasure-houses for Kubla Khan, and Abyssinian maids, and songs of Abara, and caverns,

    he sacred river, runs,

    to solace  solitudes -- er a fiddle. Barry Cornons and urnal visions, and proclaiming sons born to Neptune -- cive activity can  season, raise up t of a fiso set my failures in someifying lig er reading t, t my fancy ran strong upon tra; and tic po to o  of dream t very nig I  some sea nuptials, riding and mounted omary train sounding t careering over till just  e embrace, to a sea-calm, and to a river-motion, and t river (as ion of dreams) le ture of a lucid  of Lambetiveness in sleep migerion of tum of poetical faculty resident in tleman, a friend of mine, and a , used to carry tion so far, t ious of becoming a poet,  question ;Young man,  of dreams ; I  urning upon me, I presently subside into my proper element of prose, remembering t inauspicious inland landing.