Dream Song II
Pray, what can dreams availTo make love or to mar?The child within the cradle railLies dreaming of the star.But is the star by this beguiledTo leave its place and seek the child?
The poor plucked rose within its glassStill dreameth of the bee;But, tho’ the lagging moments pass,Her Love she may not see.If dream of child and flower fail,Why should a maiden’s dreams prevail?