'The Dream,' which was written in July, 1816, is perhaps more widely known than any of Byron's poems. Its theme is the remembrance of a hopeless passion, which neither Time nor Reason could extinguish. Similar notes of lamentation permeate most of his poems, but in 'The Dream' Byron, for the first time, takes the world into his confidence, and tells his tale of woe with such distinctness that we realize its truth, its passion, and its calamity. The publication of that poem was an indiscretion which must have been very disconcerting to his sister. Fortunately, it had no disastrous consequences. It apparently awakened no suspicions, and its sole effect was to incense Mary Chaworth's husband, who, in order to stop all prattle, caused the 'peculiar diadem of trees' to be cut down. In Byron's early poems we see how deeply Mary Chaworth's marriage affected him; but this was known only to a small circle of Southwell friends. In 'The Dream' we realize that she was in fact a portion of his life, and that his own marriage had not in the least affected his feelings towards her. He had tried hard to forget her, but in vain; she was his destiny. Whether Byron, when he wrote this poem, had any idea of publishing it to the world is not known. It may possibly have been written to relieve his overburdened mind, and would not have seen the light but for Lady Byron's treatment of Mrs. Leigh on the memorable occasion when she extracted, under promise of secrecy, the so-called 'Confession,' to which we shall allude presently. In any case, Byron became aware of what had happened in September, 1816. In some lines addressed to his wife, he tells her that she bought others' grief at any price, adding: 'The means were worthy, and the end is won; I would not do by thee as _thou_ hast done.' Possibly, Byron may have thought that the publication of this poem would act as a barb, and would wound Lady Byron's stubborn pride. Its appearance in the circumstances was certainly _contra bonos mores_, but we must remember that 'men in rage often strike those who wish them best.' Whatever may have been Byron's intention, 'The Dream' affords a proof that Mary Chaworth was never long absent from his thoughts. At this time, when he felt a deep remorse for his conduct towards Mary Chaworth, he asks himself: