You leaned against my breast, my love, In sympathy divine, My heart beat close to yours, my love, Your lips lay soft on mine. And in that thrilling stillness A whisper reached my ear... I love you, I love you, And the world's well lost... If I but have you near. And as I looked into your eyes... By the firelight's fitful gleam... One hour of bliss seemed surely mine. Alas! t'was but a dream.
- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author ( M. F. J. )  [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Frédéric d'Erlanger, Baron, dit Regnal (1868 - 1943), "Dream", c1895, published c1895 [voice and piano], London: Willcocks & Co. [ sung text checked 1 time]
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