My soul, wandering across the world,
Found one of whom it dreamt
In a faraway corner of the earth,
And returning, hoped for aid and kindness.
I dreamt of her again,
Yet dreamt I of the long-past She -
A vision that seemed wonderful to me,
Brave it was and sensitive exceedingly.
O dream of evil purpose,
Thou hast dwelt upon the dubious past,
And shut thine eyes to the starry signs
That should have led thee!
Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 9:45 AM UTC
My soul, wandering across the world,
Found one of whom it dreamt
In a faraway corner of the earth,
And returning, hoped for aid and kindness.
I dreamt of her again,
Yet dreamt I of the long-past She -
A vision that seemed wonderful to me,
Brave it was and sensitive exceedingly.
O dream of evil purpose,
Thou hast dwelt upon the dubious past,
And shut thine eyes to the starry signs
That should have led thee!
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