Milton.    

	Visions of glory, spare my aching sight!
	Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul.

Gray.    

	And like a passing thought, she fled
	In light away.

Burns.    

	Fond man! the vision of a moment made!
	Dream of a dream! and shadow of a shade!

Young.    

	But shapes that come not at an earthly call,
	Will not depart when mortal voices bid.

Wordsworth.    

	My thoughts by night are often filled
	With visions false as fair:
	For in the past alone, I build
	My castles in the air.

Thos. Love Peacock.    

	The people’s prayer, the glad diviner’s theme!
	The young men’s vision, and the old men’s dream!

Dryden.    

	O visions ill foreseen! Better had I
	Liv’d ignorant of future, so had borne
	By part of evil only.

Milton.    

	An angel stood and met my gaze,
	Through the low doorway of my tent;
	The tent is struck, the vision stays;
	I only know she came and went.

Lowell.    

	It is a dream, sweet child! a waking dream,
	A blissful certainty, a vision bright,
	Of that rare happiness, which even on earth
	Heaven gives to those it loves.

Longfellow.    

	Hence the fool’s paradise, the statesman’s scheme,
	The air-built castle, and the golden dream,
	The maid’s romantic wish, the chemist’s flame,
	And poet’s vision of eternal fame.

Pope.    

	Our revels now are ended. These, our actors,
	As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
	Are melted into air, into thin air;
	And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
	The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces,
	The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
	Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
	And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
	Leave not a rack behind.

Shakespeare.    

	Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
	Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
	And saw, within the moonlight in his room,
	Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
	An angel, writing in a book of gold;
	Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
	And to the presence in the room he said—
	“What writest thou?” The Vision raised its head,
	And, with a look made all of sweet accord,
	Answered, “The names of those who love the Lord.”

Leigh Hunt.