Now this morning I spoke to my Lord of last night\u2019s dream. And I said to him, \u201cMy dear Lord, last night as you slept, I dreamt. And I when I woke, it was as if from a bad dream, and I felt some great anxiety that I could not dispel. For it felt to me as if I had committed some great crime, yet what this crime was I did not know. And though the first of my sisters tried to comfort me, telling me I had done no wrong, and had nothing to regret, I went away feeling no less anxious than before. And so I went to bed, and tried to take comfort in the pleasures of sleep. And though I slept soundly, when I woke it was as if from a bad dream, and I felt some great anxiety that I could not dispel. For it felt to me as if I had committed some great crime, yet what this crime was I did not know. And though the second of my sisters tried to comfort me, telling me I had done no wrong, and had nothing to regret, I went away feeling no less anxious than before. And so I went to bed, and tried to take comfort in the pleasures of sleep. And though I slept soundly, when I woke it was as if from a bad dream, and I felt some great anxiety that I could not dispel. For it felt to me as if I had committed some great crime, yet what this crime was I did not know. And though the third of my sisters tried to comfort me, telling me I had done no wrong, and had nothing to regret, I went away feeling no less anxious than before. And so I went to bed, and tried to take comfort in the pleasures of sleep. And though I slept soundly, when I woke it was as if from a bad dream, and I felt some great anxiety that I could not dispel. For it felt to me as if I had committed some great crime, yet what this crime was I did not know. And though the fourth of my sisters tried to comfort me, telling me I had done no wrong, and had nothing to regret, I went away feeling no less anxious than before. And so I went to bed, and tried to take comfort in the pleasures of sleep. And though I slept soundly, when I woke it was as if from a bad dream, and I felt some great anxiety that I could not dispel. For it felt to me as if I had committed some great crime, yet what this crime was I did not know. And though the fifth of my sisters tried to comfort me, telling me I had done no wrong, and had nothing to regret, I went away feeling no less anxious than before. And so I went to bed, and tried to take comfort in the pleasures of sleep. And though I slept soundly, when I woke it was as if from a bad dream, and I felt some great anxiety that I could not dispel. For it felt to me as if I had committed some great crime, yet what this crime was I did not know. And though the sixth of my sisters tried to comfort me, telling me I had done no wrong, and had nothing to regret, I went away feeling no less anxious than before. And so I went to bed, and tried to take comfort in the pleasures of sleep. And though I slept soundly, when I woke it was as if from a bad dream, and I felt some great anxiety that I could not dispel. For it felt to me as if I had committed some great crime, yet what this crime was I did not know. And though the seventh of my sisters tried to comfort me, telling me I had done no wrong, and had nothing to regret, I went away feeling no less anxious than before. And so I went to bed, and tried to take comfort in the pleasures of sleep. And though I slept soundly, when I woke it was as if from a bad dream, and I felt some great anxiety that I could not dispel. For it felt to me as if I had committed some great crime, yet what this crime was I did not know. And though the first of my sisters tried to comfort me, telling me I had done no wrong, and had nothing to regret, I went away feeling no less anxious than before. And so I went to bed, and tried to take comfort in the pleasures of sleep.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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