Page:Poems of nature, Thoreau, 1895.djvu/135

Rh When I have slumbered,

I have heard sounds

As of travellers passing

These my grounds:

'Twas a sweet music

Wafted them by,

I could not tell

If afar off or nigh.

Unless I dreamed it,

This was of yore:

I never told it

To mortal before;

Never remembered

But in my dreams,

What to me waking

A miracle seems.'