Wou'dst thou be in a dream, and yet not sleep?
Or, wou'dst thou in a moment laugh and weep?
Or, wou'dst thou lose thyself and catch no harm?
And find thyself again without a charm?
Wou'dst read thyself, and read thou know'st not what,
And
yet
know whether thou art blest or not,
By reading the same lines? O then come hither!
And lay my book, thy head, and heart together.