"Blest Dreamland!" deleted in revision

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Sleep on, my friend! Though I would question you if I could, in this dark hour, if sympathy may pass the mysterious boundary of dream-land;—if that deathlike seeming calm were of careless oblivion,—or of the soul profoundly disturbed. 

Wondrous contrasts, at times, have dreams to the actual life around.—Alone with Death, in bloody guise, and tossed on ocean in its hour of storm and darkness,—with the roar of breakers in my ear,—I have fallen asleep and dreamed of happy summer scenes. Blest Dreamland!  --March 1853 Scenes Beyond the Western Border

Deleted in revision of the March 1853 installment of Scenes Beyond the Western Border, "Blest Dreamland!" does not appear in the later book version:

Sleep on, my Friend ! Though I would question you if I could, in this dark hour, if sympathy may ever pass the mysterious boundary of dream-land;—if that deathlike seeming calm were of careless oblivion,—or of some divine despair. 

Wondrous contrasts, at times, have dreams to the actual life around. Alone with death in bloody guise, and tossed on ocean in its hour of storm and darkness, with the roar of breakers in my ear,—I have fallen asleep and dreamed of home and happy scenes! 

But when our bark glides smoothly to summer airs,—when the rough sea of trouble and of toil is for a moment calmed, and we lap ourselves in hopeful repose, —then mayhap, some demon, born of darkness, harrows our defenceless souls with images of hellish torture!  --Scenes and Adventures in the Army

In both versions the word "dreamland" also occurs in the phrase "mysterious boundary of dream-land," and that prior occurrence is preserved in the book version. So the deletion of "Blest Dreamland" eliminates the extra dreamland. However, "Blest" is gone for good.

From Melville's Mardi, vol. 1:

all the charms of dream-land

Oroolia the Blest

 blest souls

From Melville's Mardi, vol. 2:

blest Odonphi?  

Araby the blest   

blest souls   

blest Serenia 

From Herman Melville's poem The New Rosicrucians:

Exempt from that, in blest recline
We let life's billows toss;