|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|An infant when it gazes on the light,|
A child the moment when it drains the breast,
A devotee when soars the Host in sight,
An Arab with a stranger for a guest,
A sailor when the prize has struck in fight,
A miser filling his most hoarded chest,
Feel rapture; but not such true joy are reaping
As they who watch oer what they love while sleeping.
Byron.Don Juan, Canto III. Stanza 196.
|Sweet the young muse with love intense,|
Which smiles oer sleeping innocence.
Smart.Song to David, Verse 73.
|Not the poet in the moment|
Fancy lightens on his ee,
Kens the pleasure, feels the rapture,
That thy presence gies to me.
Burns.Fair Eliza, Verse 3.