Addressed: For Mrs Hodges at Shippen near Tedbury Gloucestershire
My Dream
Bless me what can it mean I had last night
A dream that would a Hero sure afright
shivering Cold ore all my Limbs were spread
The sight I saw was enough to strick one dead
A man came in, whom I have often seen
With his face all Bloody, and his hands did seem
To hold a Dagger, he looked firce at me
And clapt his Breast, and swore that I was shee
Which he had shought through all the world to find
Then asked me, if to him I would be kind
I was afraid to make him a return
For sure his eyes did with strang fury burn
he saw my fear, then at my feet he fell
And swore his passion was to great to tell
Fixt on my eyes, tis only you said he
Can from these Plagues, and troubles set me free
Then took me by the hand as he did rise
And said he saw some Pitty in my Eyes
Most true it was his story so did move
That from the minute I began to love
He told me I must not stay behind --
But go with him; w[h]ere I should pleasures find
away wee went swift as the fleeting wind
But in my life I never yet did see --
A place so fine, it Paradise must be
And Lord of all, this Glorious place was he
The joyes I had can never be Expresed --
I thought my soul would ever be at Rest
and I should with this Charming man be blest
But when I waked, my Happyness was fled
and I was left a wrecthd thing in bed.
My Dear your faithfull [obliterated]
[Signature has been deliberately removed.]
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