Emily Dickinson - Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night (518) lyrics

Her sweet Weight on my Heart a Night Had scarcely deigned to lie— When, stirring, for Belief's delight, My Bride had slipped away— If 'twas a Dream—made solid—just The Heaven to confirm— Or if Myself were dreamed of Her— The power to presume— With Him remain—who unto Me— Gave—even as to All— A Fiction superseding Faith— By so much—as 'twas real—